Just about every time I go to El Cafetalon to exercise, I run into someone I know either there or in transit to or from the park. At first, it surprised me, because this seldom happens back home. The more I thought about it, the more it made sense. In the US, I am part of a spread out commuter culture. Here, people live and work in the same city. Also, they don’t all get in their cars to go places. Many walk or take the bus. Being out on the street provides a way of seeing a friend that does not happen in one’s car. It reminds me of the neighborhood in which my grandmother lived in Boston while I was growing up. It is definitely one of the more appealing aspects of being here.
The idea of exercising in view of a volcano still thrills me.