I love that it discriminates against tall people. Its some sort of revenge for overhead compartments on planes and the top grocery shelf.
In the hate column, last week I was in the station late and the escalators had been turned off so I was walking up them and I tripped (as I do so often) and cut my knee on the sharp, spiky escalator steps. And then I bled profusely.
In other Madrid metro news, look at this video of one of my nightmares:
The scariest part, by far, is when everyone turns around and covers their eyes. Why is that?
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