Man, what a day! Seriously, Melres is wild. I woke up thinking it’d be chill, just another day in this little corner of Portugal. But nah, life had other plans.
So, I’m outta bed, right? Stumbling around my tiny apartment on Rua da Liberdade. I’m like, “C’mon, coffee, don’t fail me now!” I finally get my caffeine fix and head out. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m feeling good. But then, boom! I step in a puddle. Like, who even made that puddle? It’s not even raining! Ugh, my shoes are soaked. Great start, right?
I decide to walk down Avenida da República. It’s a nice street, but man, the traffic is nuts! Cars honking, people rushing. I’m just trying to enjoy the vibe, you know? I see this cute little café, O Pão Quente, and I’m like, “I need a pastel de nata.” So I pop in, and guess what? They’re out! Out! I mean, how do you run out of those? It’s like running out of air!
Anyway, I grab a bica instead. Not the same, but whatever. I sit outside, and this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s telling me stories about Melres back in the day. Apparently, it used to be all farms and fields. Now it’s just houses everywhere. I’m like, “Dude, I get it. Progress, right?” But I can’t help but feel a bit nostalgic.
After that, I stroll down to the river, the Rio Trancão. It’s pretty chill there. I sit on a bench, just watching the water flow. Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a dog. The dog jumps in the river! I’m like, “What the heck?” The kid’s freaking out, but the dog’s just swimming like it’s the best day ever. I can’t help but laugh.
But then, my phone buzzes. It’s work. Ugh, I forgot about that meeting! I sprint back to my place, dodging people on Rua da Escola. I’m sweating, heart racing. I get home, and my laptop’s dead. Of course! I plug it in, and it takes forever to boot up. I’m cursing under my breath.
Finally, I get on the call, and it’s a disaster. My boss is rambling, and I’m just nodding along, pretending I care. I’m thinking about that dog in the river. Way more interesting than this meeting.
After the call, I need a break. I head to the park, Parque da Cidade. It’s beautiful there, trees everywhere, kids playing. I sit on the grass, just trying to chill. But then, this group of teenagers starts blasting music. Like, come on! Can’t a person relax in peace?
I’m about to leave when I see a food truck. Yes! I grab a bifana, and it’s amazing. Spicy, juicy, just what I needed. I’m munching away, feeling good again.
As the sun sets, I walk back home, feeling kinda grateful despite the chaos. Melres is a mix of everything—good food, crazy people, and unexpected moments. I love it. I mean, yeah, it’s frustrating sometimes, but that’s life, right?
So, I get home, plop on the couch, and think about the day. It was a rollercoaster, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Melres, you crazy little town, you’ve got my heart.