Physically, I may be here. But mentally I am in a small coastal village in New England, it’s late afternoon in autumn and I am wearing a flannel and drinking apple cider. I’m sitting on my back porch, surrounded by trees, and the only sound is the faint sound of the waves crashing onto the shore in the distance.
“Listen,” says the mayor, opening the windows of his office. From the street below rises the sound of human voices. “Before I became mayor 14,000 cars passed along this street every day. More cars passed through the city in a day than there are people living here.”
Miguel Anxo Fernández Lores has been mayor of the Galician city since 1999. His philosophy is simple: owning a car doesn’t give you the right to occupy the public space.
“How can it be that the elderly or children aren’t able to use the street because of cars?” asks César Mosquera, the city’s head of infrastructures. “How can it be that private property – the car – occupies the public space?”
a metro-style map of pontevedra shows typical walking times.
“They stopped cars crossing the city and got rid of street parking, as people looking for a place to park is what causes the most congestion. They closed all surface car parks in the city centre and opened underground ones and others on the periphery, with 1,686 free places. They got rid of traffic lights in favour of roundabouts, extended the car-free zone from the old city to the 18th-century area, and used traffic calming in the outer zones to bring the speed limit down to 30km/h.
The benefits are numerous. On the same streets where 30 people died in traffic accidents from 1996 to 2006, only three died in the subsequent 10 years, and none since 2009. CO2 emissions are down 70%, nearly three-quarters of what were car journeys are now made on foot or by bicycle, and, while other towns in the region are shrinking, central Pontevedra has gained 12,000 new inhabitants. Also, withholding planning permission for big shopping centres has meant that small businesses – which elsewhere have been unable to withstand Spain’s prolonged economic crisis – have managed to stay afloat.
“The city is the perfect size for pedestrianisation,” says local architect Rogelio Carballo Soler. “You can cross the entire city in 25 minutes. There are things you could criticise, but there’s nothing that would make you reject this model.”
read more: guardian, 18.09.18.
A lot of people are rightfully asking in the comments/reblogs if this part of the city is still accessible to people with mobility limitations, since walking/biking isn’t something everyone can do. Like, I LOVE the idea of no cars. I do not love the idea of no public transportation at all.
“ Since 1999 Pontevedra has seen intense urban renewal and cultural revival, positively influencing the local economy. In the 21st century the city of Pontevedra has undergone both a cultural renaissance and an urban transformation, taking in the pedestrianisation of the city centre, extension of cycle lanes, recovery of the historical and natural heritage, rehabilitation of buildings and public spaces, and an increase in green areas and pedestrian walkways. Unlike the other six large cities of Galicia, which have lost inhabitants to neighboring municipalities, Pontevedra’s population is currently increasing. It has become one of the most accessible cities for disabled people, receiving a national prize for this in 2006, along with the European “Intermodes” award in 2013, the UN Habitat Award in 2014 and the Award of the Center of Active Design in New York in 2015. Pontevedra’s model for responsible mobility is currently seen as an international reference.
“Pontevedra is well connected by road and rail. It sits on the A Coruña-Tui railway and motorway corridor. Pontevedra is located between the Galician capital Santiago de Compostela (58 km to the north) and the largest Galician municipality, Vigo (30 km to the south). Pontevedra city itself does not have an airport in its municipality but the city is relatively close to the airports of Lavacolla to the north (in the municipality of Santiago de Compostela) and Peinador to the south (in the municipalities of Redondela, Mos and Vigo). A good network of roads and motorways efficiently connects Pontevedra with the other Galician cities, and also with Portugal (55 km to the south), and inland (100 km to the eastern city of Ourense). Regular bus lines link Pontevedra with other Galician cities and towns, as well as with Madrid, Porto and Lisbon (among others).
The AVE high-speed train (in Spanish Tren de alta velocidad, or TAV) reaches Pontevedra and the city is a stop in the “Atlantic Line”, running from the northern Galician city of A Coruña to Lisbon (Portugal). Likewise, Pontevedra will benefit from the high-speed train connecting Galicia and central Spain. That Galician connection will be fully operational in 2018.Despite the fact that Pontevedra was once the main Galician port, at present the tiny Pontevedra harbour is only used for recreational purposes, not for cargo or passenger transportation. Neighbouring Marín is a major military and commercial harbour 7 km away.”
Wikipedia which is really quite interesting.
Here’s what their official government page says, via google translate from Galician into English:
The integrating city.
That was one of the main goals of urban reform, which is practically achieved throughout the public space of Pontevedra. Starting from a global approach, accessibility to facilitate an independent life for everyone was a fundamental axis of the whole transformation.If the barrier-free work is for those who find it more difficult to walk (wheelchair users, older people, moms and dads with baby strollers, etc.), it also works for everyone else, who runs between ramps and stairs. they often use ramps.
Testing the works
In the first phase of urban reform, when the technicians were still not very familiar with the features of these works, it was the members of the Friendship association who tested the result before receiving it as fit. Thus, unique ramps and platforms, which make life easier for so many people, have a very resolute resolution.
In addition to the configuration of the street or square, public lighting is of primary importance, especially when thinking of the elderly or those with some type of visual difficulty. The lighting has been enhanced throughout the city, both in strictly pedestrian and mixed-use spaces. At some points, light intensities on pedestrian crossings have been enhanced.
The city is the epicenter of several trails accessible to anyone who has or wants to use a few wheels to get around. All departing from the capital, except for the Gafos River, are wheeled. Both the Mirador and the Alameda parks as well as the Senda do Lérez and those that make up the Xunqueira de Alba water complex can be covered from start to finish in good accessibility conditions. Likewise, all the coastal walk between the city and the river (axis Buenos Aires - Uruguay - Corbaceiras - Av. De Marín) can be crossed without any impediment.”
Back to the Guardian article:
“ The benefits are numerous. On the same streets where 30 people died in traffic accidents from 1996 to 2006, only three died in the subsequent 10 years, and none since 2009. CO2 emissions are down 70%, nearly three-quarters of what were car journeys are now made on foot or by bicycle, and, while other towns in the region are shrinking, central Pontevedra has gained 12,000 new inhabitants. Also, withholding planning permission for big shopping centres has meant that small businesses – which elsewhere have been unable to withstand Spain’s prolonged economic crisis – have managed to stay afloat. “
A look at how future cities could function largely without cars.
☠️Cube Morphine☠️ ad (American Druggist, March 25, 1900)
Mom is under the weather so the witchcraft is real in this house tonight. Illness be gone, I don’t have time for your shit.
mind if I ask for the recipe? :)
No, not at all! 😊 This is a family recipe that I swear by. It never, ever fails me.
Alright, this is a chicken soup recipe, so there will be meat products being used. I figure I oughta give that disclaimer since I don’t know who may be vegetarian/vegan.
Now onto your ingredients:
-Two boxes of store bought chicken broth
-One white onion
-Garlic (I use the pre-minced store garlic because a) it saves time and b) it’s much easier to infuse into the broth)
-Wide egg noodles
-Chicken bouillon cubes
-Bone-in, skin-on chicken thighs.
Get yourself a big ass soup pot, toss in your chicken, chicken broth and fill the rest of the way with water (you want your pot about ¾ full). Put it on high and vent your lid. Par boil your chicken until it begins trying to boil over then reduce heat to med-high and let simmer. This is where you get your rich, hearty stock from. The broth, fat from the skin and marrow from the bones do wonderful things together, let me tell you.
While this happens, dice your carrots and celery ahead of time and set them aside. Once your chicken is done (it’ll look kinda gray and yellow instead of white and pink), pluck it out of the pot into a large bowl. Move your pot off the heat so it doesn’t cook out your stock. One by one, move a thigh into a seperate bowl and proceed to shred your chicken. (Pro-tip, if you have a hand mixer or food processor, this process can go much faster as long as the bones are removed)
Next, put in your veggies and noodles with the shredded chicken. Next comes spices. Add pepper and salt to taste (you can always do a little at a time if you’re worried about going overboard) along with about 4-5 bouillon cubes. If you have minced garlic, add about 4 spoonfuls (the little spoons) into the broth. If you have whole cloves, smash em and mince the shit out of them, about 6 big ones, and toss them in.
Stir really well (I always stir both clockwise and counter to banish sickness and draw wellness). Set the pot back on the heat (remember, med-high) and let that sucker cook until the noodles are just at al-dente. You don’t want em too squishy and mushy. Take this time while the noodles cook to taste your broth repeatedly. You want to taste the all the components strongly without them being too overpowering. Basically, if it burns your throat pleasantly and makes your nose tickle, you got yourself a badass broth.Once done, serve with fresh cracked pepper and a big ass glass of water or vitamin c rich juice. Remember to remove the pot from the heat even after it’s off so it doesn’t continue to cook out your broth and over-tenderize your noodles.
To store: let the soup cool completely and transfer to a big tupperware and refrigerate. Eat the rest within the next 2 days.
Stay well or get better this season!
Well this is going in my receipe book!
Holy crow is this getting notes! While I’m here, I’d like to mention that this soup is going to make you pretty tired. I made this for my sister two months ago and right after she finished, she laid down and slept for 10 hours straight and woke up with a face full of snot but clear sinuses. Tonight, mom ate her bowl and took a 4 hour nap on the couch. She just wandered off to bed after telling me her sinuses and chest already feel much clearer and her throat barely hurts. I’m not sure what it is about this soup, but it knocks you clean out and goes straight to work on what ails you. So be cautious about driving or anything of the sort after eating this. Not that it has the same sedative capabilities as say, morphine, but I would recommend finding a cozy place to curl up afterwards on the off chance you do end up feeling drowsy, just to err on the side of caution.
I’d also like to mention that I am in no way a doctor so don’t take my advice in lieu of medical assistance! Please, if you can, seek a doctor first as always. This is purely meant to be used in a supplementary fashion in addition to medication.
Okay I’ll leave you guys alone now, I’ve talked your ears off enough.
Damn, this is STILL getting notes? The flattery is real y'all. Thank you 💕 I hope my recipe is able to bring you comfort and healing when you don’t feel well!
I believe this is the magic soup recipe that one ask was looking for? This looks baller, so I’ll keep the recipe for the next cold snap.
Reblogging this soup too—probably what I should have done today tbh
I guess the inclusiveness here is everyone is equally treated like shit!
only address me as The Friend from now on
there’s so much in this person’s wiki I wanted to quote but you know what here just take the link
gays: i think this character is gay :)
directors: i respect gay people but no he’s not. no offense to gay people but i would never have a gay main character in my films. i love gay people but i would rather die than give a gay character 2 lines in a movie. i am charitable enough to believe gay people should be allowed to exist as long as it’s not as a main character in my very special fantasy movies. if i even thought about one of my precious characters being gay i would throw up. love wins!
i don’t think heterosexuals should be allowed to make movies
poor people need money. homeless people need homes. sick people need healthcare. these are all easy problems to solve but people who don’t want them solved have convinced everyone they are hard. We need Housing for All, Medicare for All, College for All Act. Vote 2020
After months, he is, and he just told me “Haha, this is funny. I’m happy it’s helping people!”
I think he doesn’t realize that he’s known *worldwide*
Always reblog Jerome.
Is he now aware of his fame?
It’s really amazing how happy people get when they find this post omg
I FOUND IT I FOUND IT I FUCKING FOUND IT AAAAAAAH YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THIS MADE ME FEEL
He’s doing fine, last time he shown me his fav pic of a red panda which is this one
On hard days I wonder how Jerome is doing
Therapist: Weed doesn’t do much on me and I must admit I’m kinda disappointed.
Therapist: Do you smoke?
Therapist; What’s up with you and wanting domestic rats.
Me: I’m gonna get a rat and call him Jerome just to piss you off.
Therapist: How dare you.
Jerome is still not aware of his fame and idk how to announce him.
Me, at 2pm: I’m sorry I’m going to be late!
Therapist: Your appointment was this morning at 11:30am, Damien.
For a bit of context here: Around two months ago I went to a friend’s who happened the live on the same street as Jerome, which I didn’t know. He was really surprised to see me and came to check on me, asking me why I was here with a bit of concern on his voice. And this take place earlier this month:
Therapist: So your friend lives in the same street than I?
Me: Yes. Town’s short I guess.
Therapist: Were you really going to your friend…?
Me: Yes?? Why else would I be here?
Therapist: A lot of drug deals happen in this street and I see often teenagers and young adults coming and buy stuffs. I was a bit worried for you.
Me, by text: Hey, you just walk by me!
Therapist, by text: Oh sorry. I didn’t see you.
Therapist, by text: Wait. Were you at the tattoo shop?
Me, by text, totally at the tattoo shop: You have no proof.
Therapist: You need vacations.
Me: I’m broke.
Therapist: Oh yeah.
Therapist: You still need vacations tho.
Me: Jerome, I am still broke.
Me, heavily dissociating: I don’t exist-
Therapist: Can I touch you to prove you that you do?
Me: Dinner first.
Therapist: Damien, you moron.
Therapist: Why don’t you send a mail to your psychiatrist when you have a bad mood swing?
Me: Like what? ‘Hey Joël wassup, I’ve been very suicidal lately last night I wanted to die. Hope you have rad vacations and the weed is good save some good kush for me, kissy kissy.’ ?
Me: You’re as bad as me with human interactions Jerome, y’know.
Therapist: You know, people will still love you even if you don’t offer them things all the time. You don’t have to do that.
Me, after complaining for the 25 times about my birth father: Idk if you noticed, but I’m full of anger against him.
Therapist: Oh, really, I never noticed. You know, you should turn that anger into indifference. It would help you.
Me: Unholy gods, I wish it was me.
As an addition, more than half of my friends want Jerome to adopt me and refer to him as “Therapist dad”.
He’s aware of it and think it’s hilarious.
As an update, Jerome gave my appointment to someone’s else today so we were both in the waiting room, confused and he walked in, patted my head and said sorry but honestly it was hilarious.
The secretary came to tell me that Jerome actually forgot to write me down on the appointment list.
This is a 100% normal situation with Jerome as my Therapist.
Me: I always wondered, are you queer?
Therapist: I am not.
Therapist: Or am I?
Therapist: Are you sure you’re not becoming roommate with (name) because of pity? Kinda sacrificing yourself?
Me: No, I want it!!
Therapist: Finally, you’re not forcing yourself for the others! And you’re doing something you want! I’m proud of you!
Me: You’re more of a dad than my own father.
Therapist: That’s not very hard.
Therapist: You went to the gaypride?
Me: Yeah, I went.
Therapist: Was it something you enjoyed?
Me: Mh. Yeah. Sorta.
Therapist: Did you see some bears?
Me: Jerome wh-
Therapist: That’s the only term I know outside of the LGTB one, I wanted to use it.
Therapist: Hey I wanna show you this super funny image I found the other day.
Therapist: *turns his screen and show me THIS*
Me, not being able to come to my appointment and having to call him: I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, I’m so so so sorr-
Therapist: I dare you to say sorry one more time. I dare you.
Me: Hey, I brought you coffee. And croissants too, but I ate them. *puts Starbucks coffee in front of him*
Therapist: Oh that’s nice!!… Oh my name is on it!!
Therapist: It’s wholesome but… *very confused and silently*… How do I drink it?
Me: I guess he’s still my friend?
Therapist: Considering what you told me and how much you wanna beat him to death, he’s not. You pretty much hate him despite knowing him for years.
Me: Why did I need to come here to realize that.
Therapist: Because that’s my job to help you to understand some stuff. Also because you’re way too kind and you would let someone punch you in the guts and still consider them as your friend while they stab you.
Me: I don’t need that kind of call out, Jerome.
Me: Honestly, (thing that is totally fucked up for any ‘sane’ person) is normal, right?
Therapist: You’re just a fucked up bitch.
Me: I do agree with the fucked up bitch part.
Therapist: That’s a start!
Me: I think I don’t exist.
Therapist: Listen, you do exist, and if you didn’t, someone would have to create you because the world would be a much sadder place.
Me: Jerome, how dare you saying something so sweet when I’m dissociating.
Sometimes I say self loathing things to my therapist and he looks at me dead in the eyes before saying “You fucking moron.” and tbh same