Alfama’s Grand Festival Is Coming
<p>As the festival gets closer, I have learned dear old Anthony gets an entire <strong>month</strong> of celebrations. The Alfama is filled with grilled sardines and draft beer. It seems less of a time for religious reflection and more of a huge party. The tiny streets are packed with party goers, drinking heavily in an area with no public restrooms. My peaceful little Beco, located just off the square where the heart of the party is located, reportedly becomes a place for insanely drunk people to pee and puke<strong>.</strong></p>
<p>Geez. I cannot<strong> </strong>wait.</p>
<p>I’ve inquired as to how late the celebrations go into the night. I’ve been told a variety of things from those that comfort me to those that terrify my, including:</p>
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