Francisca Almeida

My grandmother sold linens at the Feira da Ladra for decades, so Lisbon's oldest flea market feels like family history rather than just a Tuesday and Saturday market. On camera I walk the stalls explaining what people are actually selling and why, then move on to the National Pantheon's dome, seen from Campo de Santa Clara rather than from inside. I keep the market sessions lively, matching the noise around me, and slow right down once we reach the quieter square by the Pantheon. Six years of guiding later, I still find something worth pointing out at that market most weeks.