Even after a solid 5 hour nap with a row of the plane all to myself, I was in a haze when we ended up at Miradouro da Senhora Monte. My main takeaways from this event were: “who let Jay Hartzell paint the rooftops of Lisbon? “ and “why don’t more people stick QR codes everywhere—they could be used for anything from guerilla marketing to guerilla warfare” and, of course, “who the fuck is Henry?”