Waking up. Or maybe not.

Twisting and rolling, breaking and returning...Smashing and damaging and ending up asking the same: Are they real?

Path

The journey, The mood, The feelings, The people, The laughing, The non-sleeping hours, The joks, The games, The excitment, The tears, The screams, The train, The songs, The claping, The word...Portimao.. Simply unforgettable