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On the Railing

Early evening at the station in Nimes.

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Nimes Arches

Street-level view of the train station in Nimes, France as the tracks rumble overhead.

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Eastbound at Dusk

A brief break in the action and a deserted platform at the station in Nimes, France.

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Escalator to Marseille

Looking up toward a westbound afternoon train.

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Quiet Station

Evening trains at Gare du Nord, as listed on the Departures board.

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Numero 15

Looking out at the end of the platform of Gare St. Lazare.

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Pick One

A magical sound: the clacking of the departures board as updated times and destinations scroll upward on the list. Sometimes the updates are a single row, sometimes the whole board erupts in fluttering cacophony of times and places and platforms.

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Nord From the Bridge

Toward the station, where I filmed test sequences of a film I hope to finish.

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432

At the end of the quai as a regional train approaches.

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Waiting at St. Lazare

An hour to wander and shoot this iconic Paris station as the benefit of a barely-missed train.

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Voie 16

A quiet platform at the Gare d’Austerlitz.

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Two Benches

Late morning, before departing eastward for Monte Carlo, Monaco.

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Lights and Codes

Signals and instructions above the TGV tracks at Lyon-Part-Dieu station, as the train below departs for Geneva.

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Night Trains

For my first blog post of 2012, a return to familiar and loved subjects: train stations, train travel, Paris and, more broadly, Europe. I’ve returned to Paris after a 6 year absence from the city, and although I now have digital photo gear, I’m resisting temptation to reshoot old favourites. Well, mostly resisting.

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50Z

Looking eastbound toward Monaco from the Nice station, tracks converge before a bridge and tunnel out of the city centre.

Westbound in Monaco

On the road. In Europe. It’s great to be back abroad again. I’m working, but it’s still so nice. This is a reprise of photo shot years ago on black and white film.

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Passing By

Taken on my amazing Mediterranean trip in 2004, I’ve reprocessed this one to have more contrast and detail from inside the train. I’ve missed the photography of European trains and stations, but hopefully that drought will soon end.

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Departures - Gare Du Nord, Paris, France

You’ve got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em…

Things have been, surprisingly, rather free from catastrophe as of late. But there will be much less to say after this email — I’m packing it in and heading home early. Plans for the Czech Republic and Italy have been abandoned and Poland had to be curtailed.

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Eastward - Near Monte Carlo, Monaco

Nice Nice

Welcome to Cannes, where the idle rich luxuriate and vaporize large sums of their money, all in shocking disregard for struggling backpackers. While beach chairs and umbrellas rent for €30 outside the Cannes Inter-Continental (€400 and above per night), the sand on the free slice of beach, with the backpacking, pasta-and-sauce eating, tap-water-drinking proletariat, is every bit as nice.

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What, I have to eat again?

From Barcelona, Samy and I head to Perpignan, France, to stay with his aunt and their family. It is an exciting three nights of cultural immersion, culminating in the highly enriching experience of an elegant night of fine French cinema at its intellectual best: The Punisher (in French).

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A Satori in Pictures

A light drizzle coats the back of the camera hanging around my neck. Released from the steel gray sky, the tiny drops aggregate on the plastic as I stand lingering, idling amidst the ebb and flow of travelers. A stiff, cold breeze abruptly enters the mix and the reaction is instantaneous amongst the crowd: scarves get wrapped tighter and jackets get zipped up higher and gloves are pulled more snug.

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In The Beginning

Casting off for an extended voyage is a paradigm shift in the experience of usual, brief sojourns. I cherish the basics: Having only beginning and end points to a trip. The freedom to think of time as a minor, abstract detail — able to move in any direction, to capitalize on any moment. Spontaneity. Serendipity. Experience. As for so many travelers, these themes have become my very definition of escape.