Winding wonkily

Lisbon enchants me and I’d love to spend more time here. I like the areas of winding streets and backstreet cafés crammed into nooks, with a couple of wonky tables in front, wherever they can be propped up. I frequented one such establishment in the traditional Alfama neighbourhood. From there I could gaze upon more tram scenes such as this, with carriages squeezing through impossibly narrow gaps, and cars having to give way for once.