I apologize for not being around much lately. School is taking over my life. I feel the bittersweet irony of being abroad and having all these places to visit right outside my doorstep, yet having more schoolwork and less time than ever. I decided, however, not to make this a semester about academics. I did after all not come to Lisbon to bury myself in books (At least not in those kind that I'm more or less indifferent to). So my last trip to Sintra was carried with a (still) clean conscience.
And I couldn't have been more happy about signing up for a trip like the one to Sintra yesterday. Although we went through everything in a hurry, there are few things that have made greater impression on me like the charming old town of Sintra and the Quinta da Regaleira. The last one is a castle with symbolism, old Greek mythology and Christianity hidden in everywhere in the surrounding luxurious garden.
I wanted to cry when I came home, exhausted and realizing that how much night work I had ahead of me. But I know that the things that we make certain sacrifices that we value the most.
