Breathe
By Jimena de Gortari
"We don't get used to the ordeal of living with the obsessive, clanging noise; what's more, we become supersensitive to other noises."
I feel I have written this column several times, the permanent complaint about noisy sources, why they affect us and how to do something about it. Every year begins the same way: a silent January 1st -everybody recovering from the calendar change- but after that day everything seems to return to "normality" or what we have been led to believe that living in Mexico City means. At 4:45 a.m. in the south, the first airplane is heard, the first water pipe appears, the "viene-viene" is installed, whistles, cheers and insults the impatient ... a city that wakes up and wakes up loudly -the noise of the airplanes is a fight we are still fighting-.
