A country is born, a nation is made, it grows, it earns identity and memories. Portugal is born in the North. History is built at the fortified villages, at the Roman paths, in the medieval churches, in the ancient manor houses and in each stone remaining from the castles. To travel through North is to say "here I felt, smiled, loved and prayed". It is to say that I let myself be carried by the current of memory... and I wish I had stayed.