You can’t understand a city without using its public transportation system.
I loved riding the Metro when I was in Seattle. At first, I found it confusing to follow the routes and the schedules. The city was new to me and in my home country, traveling by public transport wasn’t very easy so it was a whole new experience for me.
But when I grew used to traveling by metro, I loved this experience. There was a bus every 10 minutes or so from where we lived and to all the districts of the city. I even went to nearby towns via the Metro. While traveling I met so many people, from different countries and it was such an enriching experience.
And I got to know the city quite well. It’s a beautiful place, full of natural beauty and I enjoyed myself whenever I got the chance to explore it.
Walking is the only form of transportation in which a man proceeds erect – like a man – on his own legs, under his own power. There is immense satisfaction in that.
As I’ve written many times before, I fell in love with walking pretty late in life. It’s an acquired taste for me and it grew on me gradually.
I love going for a walk whenever I get the chance. On foot one can explore nature closely. The flowers, the trees, the birds singing in the branches, the clouds floating leisurely across the sky, these all look so much more beautiful when we can observe them while leisurely walking.
And one does feel more satisfied when we walk someplace instead of driving there. When we drive we are oblivious to all the things we could be admiring, if we hadn’t rushed by them.