Waiting for the right train
He may look aggressive and scary, but I took his photo because, above everything, he seemed lost in the small station of Medias … a lost town itself in a region heading towards Europe ( I mean Ardeal, of course).
This picture is taken on my way back to Bucharest from home (where, as usual, it was so good). My being at home in Cluj-Napoca is the reason for my rare posts these days.
Oh, man…tell me more about the spring in Cluj. Now, that’s a great city! Not that I’m complaining…Thailand is equally cool, just unbearably hot these days.
NIce capture…has a ver nice feel about it.
Phil
we’re lost.