Adopted by another city

As the time that I borrow on this earth flows I get to feel adopted by another city. This time it is Porto. The birth city of my girlfriend. I feel adopted by it because of the warmth of its people, the sights and sounds that feel more and more familiar. Also the growing number of expriences associated with it. It is in Porto after all that we got a concert of AIR for free, just because we dared to say hi to Jean-Benoit. It is in Porto that I met  Billy "bass" of George Clinton and Parliament fame with the attached picture as a backdrop. It is then that you get to realise that certain moments are unique.

It is also the sight at sunset over the Ponte do Infante. Or even better de S. João fireworks from our own uncrowded spot by the river Douro after having been stuffed with sardines bbq and caldo verde. Fruit salts being optional as we get more and more used to the customs. Its also realising that the language of the locals is becoming my own. Its meeting the grand parents and seeing the maternal house and  village. All those unique experiences that just happen to occur here, and that makes the borrowed time feel more relevant. It makes it feel like it was put to better use.