Gone are the months that I moved to Turin and I can make a first report on the city and its inhabitants.
Among the things that impressed me most is the ratio of Turin by public transport. Turin is an Olympic city, and therefore everyone must practice every day 2:00 to 3:00 Olympic sports to reach his bus. They range from cross-country race at the long jump at the road cycling, and this is true for people from 6 to 90 years. I saw lively ladies all dressed up to beat the record of 100m plans to take 10! I must say, however, that the transport recently have been rationalized, especially with the construction of the subway. The Turin, however, runs the same, and even if the escalator is not comfortable waiting in the queue, but the two rooms at a time.
Living in the city reserves of unique moments. The day after Easter, for example, were charming: little traffic, clean air (and not cheap), all quiet. I think that the days that are as beautiful to stay in the city. I want to make a sincere thanks to all those who went for 12km tail on the lakes on Easter Monday. I think this year will take the leave in November, and in August will go to work.
Air is a big problem in Turin, but the people here are accustomed, and the boys spend their afternoons in the squares next to the busiest streets to take a daily dose of benzene. Some rebels though. I saw a mother telling a child: "My son, go down the river to take drugs, it makes you just as well."
On the other hand, however, the anti-pollution measures are extremely effective. For example, the suspension of all traffic. Oh, just do not add. Already do so on Sunday when there were few people around. Then buses and taxis are allowed to move. And environmentally friendly vehicles. And those in the GPL. And the Euro 4. And those of rescue. And those in which there are at least three people. In short, when there is traffic jam in the city can move even helicopter. But only in those days: durante la settimana il traffico agli elicotteri è vietato. Stavo pensando infatti di comprare quello di Berlusconi, così tanto per girare la domenica…
Several months have gone since I moved to Turin, so I can make a first report about the city and its inhabitants.
Among the things that impress most, it is the relation of the Turiners with public transportations. Turin is an olympic city, so everyone must practice two-three olympic disciplines every day to reach his bus. Disciplines range from running to long jump to road cycling: and this applies indifferently for all people aged 6-90. I have seen smart old ladies beating the 100m record to catch a bus! I must admit, however, that public transportations have been rationilised, especially since the building of the underground. Still, the real Turiner runs all the same; and if he happens to be on an escalator, he does not wait quietly, but climbs the stairs two at a time.
Living in the city permits unique moments. For example, the days just after Easter have been marvellous: little traffic, clean air (and this is not easy), all quiet. I think that such days are the most beautiful to live in the city. I really want to express sincerely my thankfulness to all who queued for 12 km on the way to the lakes on Easter Monday. I think this year I will get holiday in November, and work during August.
Air quality is a big issue in Turin, but people are used to that, and kids spend their afternoons in the squares along streets with traffic jams to get their daily dose of benzene. Somebody rebels, anyway. I have seen mothers saying to their sons: “Sons, why don’t you take a fix along the river? It’s less harmful!”.
However, anti-pollution measures are extremely effective. Like the total traffic block. Well, not really total. They do it on Sundays, when there is already little traffic. Then buses and taxis are allowed to circulate. And ecologic vehicles. And the propane-fuelled ones. And Euro-4. And rescue vehicles. And those with at least three passengers. In the end, during traffic block you can move in the city even with a helicopter. But only in those days: during the week helicopters are forbidden. I have been thinking indeed to buy Berlusconi’s helicopter, just to go round on Sundays…
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