Introduction
You wake up, peek out the window and there it is: the gray curtain that has covered Lisbon for three days. The drizzle, the neighbor's awning dripping and, worse than that, your clothes that won't dry. You look at the corner of the room and see the pile of shirts, sheets and that linen blouse you decided to wear on Monday — now it looks like a topographic map of wrinkles. Yes, rain in Lisbon doesn't just wet your shoes, it multiplies the time you'll spend stuck to the iron.
But calm down, you're not the only...