How Getting Lost in Lisbon Led to My Favorite Travel Experience

Some of the best travel memories don’t come from guidebooks or planned itineraries—they happen when you take a detour. Lisbon, Portugal’s vibrant capital, is a city of steep hills, historic trams, and cobbled streets that twist in every direction. It was here, on a sunny spring afternoon, that I took a wrong turn and stumbled into one of the most memorable experiences of my life.

A Wandering Start

I began my day like any organized traveler would—with a map, a list of must-see spots, and my camera charged and ready. My plan was to visit the famous Belém Tower, explore the Alfama district, and enjoy a pastel de nata (Portuguese custard tart) near the Jerónimos Monastery.

But sometime after lunch, as I wandered through the narrow alleys of Alfama, I found myself… completely lost.

My GPS was glitchy, the streets weren’t clearly labeled, and suddenly, I was far from the typical tourist path. At first, it was frustrating. But soon, that frustration turned into curiosity.

A Hidden Courtyard and a Warm Welcome

As I turned a quiet corner, I heard soft Fado music drifting through the air. I followed the sound and ended up in a small courtyard filled with potted plants, colorful laundry hanging above, and a group of locals enjoying a late lunch.

One older woman smiled at me and waved me in. Though we didn’t share the same language, her warmth spoke volumes. She offered me a seat and a small plate of bacalhau à brás—a traditional Portuguese dish made with shredded cod, onions, and eggs. It was simple but delicious, and more importantly, it was shared with heart.

I stayed there for almost two hours, enjoying the company, the music, and the unexpected hospitality.

The Magic of Fado

Before I left, one of the local men picked up a Portuguese guitar and began playing Fado. It was my first time hearing the music in such an intimate setting. Unlike the tourist-filled Fado cafés I had researched, this performance felt real—full of emotion, history, and soul.

I didn’t understand the lyrics, but I understood the feeling.

Final Thoughts

If you ever find yourself in Lisbon—or anywhere, really—don’t be afraid to take a wrong turn. Say yes to detours. Walk without a plan. Listen to the music coming from a side street. That’s where the real magic happens.

Because the moments you remember most aren’t always found on a map.

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