Adeus Lisboa

Sailing away from the charming crazy quilt of Lisbon this evening, on my way to Venice, with stops in Gibraltar, Cartagena, Malta and Split.

I was late to dinner because I waited on the top deck for a last look at the Torre de Belem. I wanted to see it from the Atlantic, the way the 16th century sailors saw it, when it was their first and last glimpse of home. (Mentally subtracting the very modern city that's grown up behind it of course.)