Today we make an analysis (and a little reflection) on a real event that happened to me recently.
turns out that in the month of June was in Madrid for a course. There were people in the same sector, but different entities. As in Madrid, the bulk of the attendees were locals, and we came out stayed in clear minority.
Anyway, I was struck (Though without surprise, because it is not the first time it happens) to see how some of them passed the course by feedback, which I believe meant to be to funny, alluding to the " cool" it was them to live in this great city, and what would life so poor that we came from " provinces."
Although the above in question got altered a bit (as I am warm-blooded), I guess that made me think about what they had and I do not (or vice versa).
My analysis was as follows:
1) The Metro: their main means of transport. They come with the spoiler
sweat a stroke of 8 am (heat tremebundo non-stop all day).
To dust, because hot damn, could not sleep a wink all night, and have even had to go sit in the fridge for a while to lower the temperature.
Book in hand and headphones in their ears (standard stereotype.) Whether you go up, down or walk, the look does not come off of what they have in hand (feat indeed for those who are not used).
Upon entering the car, play chairs: the last fag. If it is necessary to step on and push ... that's how! Everything is to go to gustito reading! Sign
typical street musician, or someone asking: there or God is immutable. All are still in talks with his reading and his eyes fixed on the ground. Metro
And, often, only part of the combined means of transport used (see bus or train) to reach the workplace.
In contrast there I am, that perfect little brush, leaving the house (late as always, everything is by the way ..) to sit in the car that takes me to work (and that is indeed 5 minutes) .
score: Large city : 0 - Village: 1
2) substitute snack food in the bar of the moment. Well I purchased on the spot or what embedded in a tupperware practical. Continue with the good company of books and helmets. Hopefully, sharing food with another human being, and include the exploits of the morning.
Here in town, when I leave work I always eat at my house. The food is prepared and my boyfriend (who is a gem). We eat, we discuss the plays, and we we take a brief nap, before he has to return back to his day (I, lucky life, I have to go in the afternoon).
score: Large city : 0 - Village: 2
3) They want shopping, go to the cinema or a concert or go out ...? All to take the ass! Taxis here, car there ...
Here in town we have the advantage of having it all by hand. Even recently I sold my car for lack of use. I save the pasta now cost me in my body.
score: Large city : 0 - Village: 3
4) Yes, indeed, have tremendous cultural offer: the best museums, the best bands and artists in concert, if FNAC, a thousand centers commercial movement
international flights .... All you want to buy or do, is available (another thing is that your wallet allows it). Snif, snif ... here we have no IKEA ... but come .... We resigned ourselves to go to whenever we want kapi "open to the outside world ."
score: Large city : 1 - People: 3
5) Calorazo death ... we have a colleague with a pool? But will have to crowd into a public ...
other hand ... " beach here there .. go go "....!
mates not forgetting the rush to provide a long walk to the sea during the winter ... (yes there we joined the helmets).
score: Large city : 1 - People: 4
The case is that after seeing the picture of the marker in my head, I sketched out a smile and thought: what presumed these people? Do so knowing they performed one of the more than 3 million inhabitants of this "great " city?
was then disconnected from their stupid comments and I wanted to arrive early on Friday. Would at that time when I would go with his new life " kapitaliense " and I, poor small-town, returns to exile in the periphery loved .....
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