My first subway ride in the Americas! I was in Los Angeles once, but we didn’t use the subway. My 20-year-old friend claimed they didn’t have one. When I showed her Lonely Planet she was
My first subway ride in the Americas! I was in Los Angeles once, but we didn’t use the subway. My 20-year-old friend claimed they didn’t have one. When I showed her Lonely Planet she was like “OMG, we have a subway!”
Can I tell you a small secret that you don’t tell anyone else? I hate architects. Not all of them of course, but a lot of them. Architects should not build cities. Of all the things a city can give you: your money, your food, your friends, your love, looking at the city from above is only like 0.0001%. But here (as often when architects draw cities), the city sight from above is an airplane. So if you live at the end of the green line and has a friend in the Northern wing, it takes at least an hour for the two of you too meet, and there is only 24 hours in the day. When the hours aren’t enough, we sleep less, or prioritize away other things. We simply get unhealthy. Or lose that friend. Imagine all the friends created, or health gained, if Brasilia was built like central Belo Horizonte instead! It can be done. And it’d make huge amounts of money. Just do it.
I bought a super comfortable bed ticket, as in being able to pull down the chair the whole way, in my own little cabin at the bus. And I used the highest rated bus company, in order to get “THE INTERNET”, which is a drug I have. No Internet though 🙁 But super-comfortable ride 🙂 Here I’m trying to photograph myself lying down. I don’t know if you can see how comfortable it is. You can always just imagine! ZZZzzzzz…