Lisbon was my first 'spontaneous trip' as an adult - my original plans fell through after my first breakup. My friend and I managed to book a cozy Air B&B with a balcony just big enough for us to sit knee to knee. We sipped on cheap wine while looking out onto the brick orange roofs of the city and talked until it got dark. Lisbon was covered in graffiti and street art; it was on the ground, the walls, buildings and the tram tracks. We bought Portuguese tarts from Pasteis de Belem (surprise), strolled down the promenade towards 25 de April Bridge, sat under the MAAT steps, and ate the tarts under the Lisbon sun.