Fast, cheap, efficient public transport is always a boon to city strangers and the Metro had all of those things. And roomy carriages (which were vaguely box-like in a freight train fashion, but no matter). And a little LED display above the doors that ticked off the stations as you passed through them. Oh, and funky station names like Urquinaona (voweltastico!), Pubilla Cases (STI clinic?) and Alfons X (Malcom's cousin?). And the best thing of all? Air conditioning as standard. God bless our sensible Spanish cousins.
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