365/204

by ada

Sitting on the night train on my way to Budapest. What I never understood is the policy every railway company seems  to follow so strictly: this dutifully obeying the urgent necessity of transforming night lines into deep refrigerators.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: