On my recent visit to Porto I got quite excited about the laundry that was drying outside so many windows. All those different colours of shirts and towels and pants in front of the colourfully tiled houses looked really attractive to my sun-starved eyes which over the last few months became so adjusted to the many shades of grey that London has to offer during winter.
Or maybe deep inside I was just really jealous that these lucky Portonians can dry their laundry outside while I’m currently sitting with a load of wet jeans next to me in the living room.
Bonus material! When I looked up, expecting more laundry, I saw this guy looking really bored.