Brasília wasn’t built for bipeds, my host warned me laughingly in an email before I came. Coitado do pedestre em Brasília, really. The city is built at the intersection of two massive highways, after all, in a sort of hymn to the automobile industry. São Paulo may not stop, but Brasília abhors red lights. I saw the extent to which cars are king in Brasília right away, as I was being given a tour of downtown (if you can call it that). As we crossed a street (on a pedestrian crosswalk, I hasten to add), my guides gave a helpless little wave to the oncoming traffic. I assumed it was just courtesy, but then I saw the command on the asphalt.
“Dê sinal de vida” – it can be translated as a prosaic “Signal” or freely as “Show signs of life.” The gist is that you’re supposed to stick out an arm before crossing the street. After all, what brasiliense driver would expect to see live humanoids ambulating on their own legs? They can’t be faulted for needing extra warning before they step on their disused brakes.
full article here [ by flora thomson-deveaux]: http://revistapiaui.estadao.com.br/blogs/questoes-estrangeiras/geral/signs-of-life
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