The urban animal...Rawr?!?!
“The city is not a concrete jungle, it’s a human zoo!” Desmond Morris, THE HUMAN ZOO
Faceless, Nameless Bodies: Camouflage and/or assimilation into the urban material culture
Urban realities: Mobile bodies
The Commuter Experience
Some
mornings it’s a bit overwhelming… It’s fascinating how we move in formation;
adopt the rhythm of the urban as soon as our feet touch those city streets.
Some assume position instinctively whereas others...not so much.With
my sleep-deprived, sometimes over-caffeinated brain, the objective is to keep
balance whilst walking against the throngs of commuters that “the City’s Gate”
unleashes into the capital. They’ve probably just disembarked from a “Red Band”
and must disperse to their various destinations across the city. My commute to
the university during the peak morning hours is east-bound and so I must trudge against the mainly westward flow of persons
coming into Port-of-Spain for business, work, school...
There
is one general rule when navigating against the herds that converge at the
City’s Gate: Keep momentum! To stop would mean being toppled over and probably
(to add insult to injury), become the recipient of some hard glares or choice cuss
words. For someone like me who sometimes has two-left feet syndrome, moving
against the general flow of the crowd, feet-eye co-ordination is crucial to prevent collision.
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