Night fell in the hills of eastern Nepal. It was utterly dark and silent, yet Nepal is one of the most densely populated countries on earth. The darkness was because there was no electricity and the silence was because there were no cars. It was several years ago and on return to Canberra I imagined a great hand reaching down from the sky and grabbing the roads and pulling them up like spaghetti and with them the cars, the services stations, the car ports and the car parks. And then the rest was compacted.
You could walk or cycle from one end to the other in less time it now takes to drive. And it would be so peaceful.
Such cities will never be built. The car is such a necessary luxury.
It is Public Transport Week. It is always some week or other. (Next week it’s All Those Who Missed Out Last Week Week.)
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