Sunday, March 02, 2008

Portuguese Parking

I have already written about what it is like to be a Portuguese before (not necessarily here). One of the genetic characteristics of being Portuguese is parking right in front of the door of the place where one wants to go, no matter that in front of the door there is a sidewalk, there is some kind of garden or, even, there is already another car parked. It doesn't matter whether there are some free and legal places to park up the street. No, no, those places will soon be taken and someone else will park here right in front of the door. So, why not being me who parks here instead?

What? Did you park five minutes away from the entrance? Did you walk five, FIVE!!!, minutes when you could have just parked here in this little hole? You walked, really? five minutes?!, you walked five minutes when there was still this perfectly 30 centimeter wide sidewalk? I mean, this sidewalk can perfectly accomodate the width of your tyres, it is really the same width of the tyres, and cars can still pass by your car along the street.

You parked five minutes away... Tch, tch [shaking head] you made me walk five minutes when there was still a place to park here! You could as well go and park in Spain!


I believe the number of Portuguese people who prefer to park legally five minutes away rather than parking in the worst and least legal possible way right in front of the door is about nine. And the number of Portuguese people who park their cars ten minutes walk away from the door, only because there it is legal, because there it doesn't make other peoples' lives more difficult, it lets people walk, it lets cars pass, the number of Portuguese people who does that is... well, it is one.

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