So like two weeks ago while on a bus i jotted down these notes for what i though would be a genius post on my serious architecture blortfolio. last week i typed them and realized i was too lazy to beef it up to my standards. so, dear readers, here they are, as (mis)translated by the glory of the internet. ready or not, here i come.
Days ago I did my first peregrination of my remote scientific station to four miles of the pueblito of Bowlines, CA to the city of San Francisco. In order to do it, I took two buses handled by two different companies, transferring in Marin City.
In fact two types of cities, easily distinguibles exist by the users of their systems of public transport.
My fellow travellers in the bus of Bowlines to Marin City, that offers a sporadic service much when, were to prepúber gringuito, "Afro-American" and a Mexican day laborer. All dressed ' hoodies'. In fact, I also had one position, but mine he was celestial, asymmetric and 55DSL. Briefly, the passengers we were citizen poor men, without another option more than to use the bus: our only alternative.
The North American city, sprawl, disperse. An accumulation of independent units, more than a colectivity. Everybody has car, except the poor men and the undesirable ones. The daily commute ace manifestation of class stratification.
Marin City is a node where multiple supply routes converge towards San Francisco and other cities. The buses are great and pretty and are full of great and pretty people: tourists, viejitos, mainly well dressed people and that more likely has cars, perhaps more than one; people who choose to use the bus. The bus is only one option, the best option, not it only option.
The metropolitan, dense city, a true colectivity. Perhaps much people have car, but not to have it (or not to use it constantly) she does not transform to you into a pariah. The daily commute becomes to mixer of classes.
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