Second, you can't walk against the light or jaywalk like you'd want to in the States. At least like a NY'er would want to. The main streets have these crazy fences along the corners of the sidewalks at the major intersections in the city, forcing you to walk halfway down the street to cross in the middle of the block. I can only imagine how many people must have gotten killed or injured crossing at a corner before these gates were put up. One of the first pieces of advice Amy gave me was to not walk too close to the curb because the buses literally zoom out of nowhere and get within an inch of the sidewalk. One miscalculated step could ruin your days.
Finally, these portenos love their dogs. Mostly small, fluffy, generic dogs. Seems like chows are rather popular as well. Which of course is great, except for all the dog shit on the sidewalks. Curb your dog, what? The second piece of advice Amy gave me was to always look down when walking. Between the broken, crumbling, uneven sidewalks and the crazy amount of dogshit, looking down will avoid many a cursing. And I finally saw a Frenchie! Right around the corner from my apartment. I'm definitely going to keep an eye out for him again... Adriana & Jonathan, it could have been Jack's brother!
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