Barcelona is an amazing place to drive through and in. It's not really frenetic, but constantly moving. No beeping horns, no rude signs, no minor bumps, just a infinite number of near misses moving in a wave of energy.
Apart from the scars on bumpers and number plates resulting from parking in spaces equal to somewhat less than the sum of the square of the opposite sides, there is little evidence of the overpopulation in the bodywork of the vehicles.
We wondered at the secret, and then it appeared one day from the top of the double decker bus.
No one learns to drive in Barcelona.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Driving
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