Mas se tiverem mesmo, mesmo, meeeeesmo que atirar uns piropos ou um assobio, então pelo menos não que buzinem. Por favoooor! Buzinaram quando estávamos a tirar estas fotografias, e disseram qualquer coisa também. E o salto que demos? Isso sim, deixa-me completamente fora de mim.
Já não basta termos de andar a fazer ouvidos moucos, ainda temos de andar com cuidado para não termos um ataque cardíaco?
Felizmente, desde que o piropo é crime a coisa parece ter acalmado (confesso que nunca pensei que fosse fazer diferença).
I just hate when I'm walking on the street and a man, or a group of men (which is more common) shout something stupid. I know this may sound like prejudice, but I have to admit that some men make me cross the street on purpose, just so I avoid them. But aren't they the firsts to give reason to this prejudice? I mean, most times not even crossing the street stops them. We're free, but our freedom ends where someone else's freedom begins! I guess this is more common in some countries than in others, but here in Portugal this happens a lot. And it makes me so mad!
But if they really, really, reeeeeeally need to shout something stupid, or to whistle, couldn't they at least not honk when they're driving by? That happened when we were taking these pictures - they also shouted something which I couldn't really understand. Those idiots scared the hell out of us!
Isn't it enough that we have to walk around pretending we're not hearing anything? Do we have to walk cautiously in order to prevent us from having a stroke, too?
Luckily, since this kind of stuff started being a felony here in Portugal, this kind of situations have been decreasing (I have to admit that I didn't believe that it was going to make a difference).
T-shirt: Fred Perry
Mochila /Backpack: Primark
Óculos de sol/Sunglasses: Fendi on Ergovisão (25% de desconto nas lojas de Aveiro e dos Aliados com o código "my kind of joy")