Porto was love at first sight for me. Even during my first wet autumn encounter, the city shone and locals showed me around with inimitable tripeiro pride. I was hooked. The miradouros peeking above tumbledown rooftops, the history pulsating through alley-woven Ribeira, the random splashes of creativity in street art and azulejos, the musty cellars of big-name port lodges, the design scene, the high-spirited
