We lived one week on December 2014 in Alfama, the oldest district of Lisbon.
Alfama is a maze of narrow cobbled alleys with buildings covered with azulejos. It’s easy and at the same time enjoyable getting lost in it. From balconies flapped bed sheets, towels and clothes, even underwear. It has several viewpoints with orange cityscape. In some streets came century-old trams screeching by.
A long time ago, when the North African moors dominated the district, fishermen and the poor inhabited Alfama. Even now, it is still seen as the neighborhood of the poor.
One evening, as we did our grocery at the neighborhood store, a fight ensued between two drunken men. One of the men took refuge in the grocery store. There were shouting and threats, and the whole street seemed to be involved. Neighbors went out to check what was going on and stayed outside to witness more boxing match. I would’ve loved to stay, but my six-yead old daughter had to sleep.
It sort of reminded me of street fights and neighborhood drama in my own hometown, Guadalupe Nuevo in Makati, Philippines. And believe me, no street fight has ever scared me. 🙂
So what historica sights are there in this district?
Museo de Fado
To see where we lived, click my blog entry At Pedro’s aparment