As I get into arrivals at Aeroporto de Lisboa, Portugal, a southern European country on the Iberian Peninsula bordering Spain, I instantly feel ‘that’ rush like something magical is about to happen to me. I may not speak the language, but that does not take away from what I am about to experience in this vibrant city. Walking through immigration after a 24-hr trip, I salute the finest immigration officer I have seen in a long time with a little…
