Meandering down the track


Drinking a cup of White Moon tea and listening to Soundscapes (a fabulous BBC podcast), all the while looking out at the passing landscape. My idea of happiness.

I am travelling toward Amsterdam and already, the models of some of the passing trains are different from the ones I know.

(15.03.2016)

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