Taking a different walk through Pescara
What happens when we consciously engage with our city? Let’s turn off the autopilot and turn on the senses. Is the city surprising? Is it overwhelming? Repelling or attractive? In any case, the urban environment moves us and it becomes clear what does us good and what doesn’t, and what we want more or less of. A good basis, therefore, from which urban planning can learn.
It’s hot in Pescara today, at last! I go downstairs, open the building door, and immediately, a violent wave of noises greets me good morning. The traffic in Pescara is intense. Limiting the amount of cars in the street where I live would be a great improvement. I decide to head to the historic centre, which seems to be in a separate bubble.
When I touch the brick walls, I can feel the sweat and ingenuity of the medieval workers.
As I am about to cross, I see in the distance the traffic light turn green. I manage to cross just in time before the sound of a truck rings in my ear and exhaust gas fills my lungs. I take a few more steps and there I am, standing in front of corso Manthonè. As I enter the street, human voices substitute the machine noises – it’s fantastic.
I feel like I’m in the middle of History: I walk on a fifteenth century pavement that almost makes me lose my balance. When I touch the brick walls, I can feel the sweat and ingenuity of the medieval workers.
The streets are narrow and long, but here, I feel more secure than in those exaggeratedly large streets outside. Here, I do not feel the layer of hot air that stagnates in other urban areas. But the historical centre is small and very soon, I find myself outside of this protected area again. The air is hot and humid, noises loud in my ears.