The three worst places for strollers: the bronze medal.
Prams, strollers, pushchairs… Those bitter/sweet objects that may be so comfortable or such a nightmare when you travel. After parenting, you begin noticing things that you had been ignoring since forever. Like the physical barriers making that nice, relaxing walk you used to make, completely unviable with a pushchair. Anything, even the simplest thing you were doing before kids, like getting on a cable car, may imply a couple of step to jump or some alley that results too tiny. In which case, let’s go straight to the point: either it’s two adults, or you ask for help, or you are f****d up. After some experiences that turned up to…