Dear me, I still
with the verbiage about the perfidious Albion (henceforth, simply PA). This time I aim, however, a seemingly superficial, but in fact reflects how deep the mentality of a schizophrenic way of life unique in the world. I do not want to talk about people or culture, as London and now in the PA general have become a land of conquest by all ethnic groups in the Orb terraqueous, and then would Mr sense to talk of the nation. But it makes sense to talk about how to live, which everyone present has a lowest common denominator: schizophrenia, in fact.
London is famous, at least in some quarters, as the city of Savile Row, the way of the best men's tailors in the world. Indeed, walking down that street, you see several studios - one of which is the official supplier of the Emperor of Ethiopia, none other ... - In which tailors vaguely Masonic they stay busy around patterns, fabrics, sewing machines, etc.. And that's where born the great classic suits for men, the tight, complete the sailor, and double-battichiappe the world's finest.
But just make a few meters more, thrown back into the chaotic and Regent's Street to see a swarm of British clothing set is already overdone. Are covered, no clothes! England is the country where the Italian tourist is known primarily as it is dressed, and where the indigenous medium seems to purposely play blindman's bluff with the wardrobe.
And this is only the first indicator of that split personality. Another small example of this was watching the wayside on the road, strictly massive and solid cast iron, and then the palaces of the most Vecchiotti, like Soho, in some cases, between a building and the other is made of the support struts, because if there is a "hole", ie, a building in the lower half, there is the case that the two adjacent buildings decide to collapse above. Of course, ribs and legs are made of wood, with the typical desert climate of the PA is intended to last for centuries ...
The city is clean, much more than many of our large Italian cities, although one-twentieth that of London, have twice in history and cultural heritage. Yet, try to find a basket! It almost seems that it is a disgrace, put a fucking dumpster somewhere, where a tourist can throw - for example - a cigarette butt, rather than using a handkerchief or a pack of sandwiches.
Last but not least, the subway. Miles and miles of Tube, one of most practical and proven in the world. Ads on security advisories, Mind the Gap, Take all your belongings with you, but try to find an emergency exit ...! In Milan there are none, but stairs and escalators are large, and rarely reaches the maximum depth of 50 m below the ground. In London, the stairs are a few, narrow and endless, and the depth of the tunnel is very deep! (See Bank of the DLR station, or even just the Central Line). It seems that the tunnels are literally made to measure for the trains. Looking at the Milan subway Line 1, the galleries seem to highways, in comparison.
Thanks to myself for attention, hugs and kisses
