No plan. Just a camera, an open day, and the winding streets of Sintra, Portugal.
Sintra has a way of pulling you in — past tiled walls, through narrow roads, under skies that can't quite decide what they want to be. I just followed it, let the place lead, and captured whatever showed up. Palaces on hilltops, quiet corners, the kind of beauty that doesn't announce itself. It's all here.