Rain and Ironing: Prepare for Fairs and Events in Lisbon

If there's one thing a Lisbon native knows better than the sound of the tram, it's the despair of waking up on a rainy Saturday, looking at the clothesline, and realizing that the outfit they were going to wear to the fair looks like wilted lettuce. The linen trousers that should have been dry feel like a sponge, the t-shirt bought at Sarah Negra last month has shrunk just from the humidity by the window, and the white shirt that was perfect for the Godôs has now acquired such artistic creases that they resemble Portuguese cobblestone pavement. Yes, the rain has arrived in Lisbon,...