Tiles and Fishes
Nothing sets the tone for the day better than a long hot walk with the docks to your right and a homeless city to your left. Of course I had no idea that’s where we’d end up when we decided to spend the morning at the Museu Nacional do Azulejo, the national tile museum. We’ve been ceramic groupies ever since the first time we walked into the Real Alcazar in Sevilla and were bowled over by the Mudejar tile work. A strong tradition under during the Muslim rule of al-Andalus, when the Moors were finally evicted, the Christians recognized a good thing and kept the craftsman around, resulting in a 5-century tradition of ceramics that began in Sevilla and reached its apotheosis in Portugal. It looked easy enough, take the Metro from the Metro at the Terreiro do Paço station, ride to the end at Santa Apolônia station at the very end. Exit, turn left and walk .9 miles to the museum. Yea, well, it’s never that easy, is it. We exited, turned left and walked along a very deserted, industr...