Often I hear people I meet in Trás-Os-Montes complaining about fog, that it didn’t use to be like that, that it has to do with this and that, and I nod agreeing with them. But the truth is I pack my bags thinking if that that year I’ll get some of it, hoping that I can find dawns that surround everything like this small shrine was as I was going to have my breakfast.
Bragança, Trás-Os-Montes, Portugal 🇵🇹, December 2019 #portugal #trasosmontes