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Lisbon... hmmm... lemme think of words that describe it..

First impressions ... sleepy, small, non-descript...
doesnt leave a strong impression on those just passing through... one of those places where you need the locals to show you the true essence of the place.

the pub area is great fun... still cant get over how people were literally 'spilling' out in the cobbled streets outside the pubs... i mean what would you call a place that serves liquor, plays music and yet doesnt bother to have seating!!!!?? but thats what its like everywhere there... amazing..

But i have to admit - i will always be biased... whenever i think of lisbon - i am really thinking of sintra!! Its a quaint old town, some 45 minutes drive off lisbon. it is the place where the royal family used to live.. so it has forts, palaces, old chateaus... the works...

went with 3 colleagues... myriad backgrounds and yet we had sooooo much fun together!! absolutely a major fun day...

But i have to admit - the indian royalty lived in much more splendour!! The entire set up there was more posh than royal! Or maybe am just too used to more garish displays across the forts in india!
and those portugese people were actually midgets!! their bed sizes were nothing more than a single bed - cut short in length!! :-) the others had to put up with a whole lot of silly cracks i kept making at the bed sizes and what all it implies!! he he!!

and then there was the lovely posh area of cachcaish (am pretty sure have got the spelling wrong - but then dont really think a portugese guy is going to read this!!) - lovely seaside villas... what a lifestyle to have... is it purely accident of birth or are these things achievable for anyone!?


the conference itself was good fun too... tho' must admit have seen better. but the charismatic leadership on display had me floored. the objective of winning team respect in a span of 3 days - esp when starting with a blank - is not easy. but it was achieved! from tom-foolery to straight-speak - all tools were used with perfect aplomb and panache... bravo Mr. Ulfberg...

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