Do you ever feel like you’re always running but in the end you don’t get to catch the last train home?
Because, well… I do. It’s a tiring situation in which moving forward and getting somewhere are quite opposite ideas.
Some years ago I went to Palma de Majorca for a few days, I enjoyed a lot that trip, but the thing I loved the most was an old train that covers the distance between Palma and a beautiful village called Sóller.
At some point the train goes through Alfàbia Mountains (part of the famous Tramontana Mountains), and after a few minutes of darkness you get to see a wonderful view the lookout Pujol de’n Banya:
To finish the journey in the beautiful Sóller, where you can also take the old tram to get to the beach.
[Bad] Cloudy weather for a [bad] cloudy-mood day.
Can you tell how much I love trains and train stations? 😉
¿Se nota lo mucho que me gustan los trenes y las estaciones? 😉
Here, a guy waiting for the train to come. Could it be the one he cannot let pass?
Aquí, un chico esperando a que venga el tren. ¿Podría ser el que no puede dejar pasar?
I love to take photographs of random streets no one cares about. Not big, not famous, not tourist.
Me encanta hacer fotos de calles aleatorias que a nadie le importan. No son grandes, ni famosas, ni turísticas.
Hello again Monday
**By the way, I was really surprised to see people actually waiting in line to get on the train…
Hola de nuevo lunes. Por cierto, me sorprendió mucho ver a la gente haciendo cola de verdad para entrar al metro…
