Imagine you're a host in Alfama. You have a brand new apartment, two brilliant reviews, and a booking arriving tomorrow at 3pm. Outside, Lisbon is boiling — 36°C, not a drop of rain for weeks. The fan has already given up. And tomorrow, to make things worse (or better, depending on your perspective), Portugal plays Spain in the World Cup.
Now imagine that, instead of preparing the house, you're staring at a pile of sheets, towels, and duvet covers to iron. The iron seems...