Lisbon will be forever engrained in my mind as the land of stairs. I thought Croatia had a lot of stairs. I thought Porto was pretty hilly. But Lisbon is next level. In many ways, it’s similar to San Francisco: steep, charming, and complete with a bridge (Ponte 25 de Abril) that looks suspiciously similar to the Golden Gate.
But despite the brutal hills and the relentless sun beating down on us, Lisbon was undeniably photogenic. Annoyingly photogenic. Everywhere you look, every direction, every perspective. Miradouro after miradouro. Yet even with the heat we couldn’t get enough of the breathtaking views. Here are some of my favorites.