Window Glare
City traffic.
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Fountain Flight
I’ve posted a shot of this gate before. It’s at the midpoint of Detroit’s McNamara Terminal: the main security checkpoint, where the train boards, where the tunnel leads to another terminal, where walkways begin. Where all the action is. So Delta makes a bit of a show here.
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Going, going, gone…
I don’t know when they disappeared, exactly. I suppose it’s been a few years. But from my earliest memories of flying, a clear standout wasn’t the sharp acceleration of takeoff, the strangely clogged and popping ears, or emerging into a gleaming orange sunset after climbing above dense clouds. It came via the speaker system.
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Belgrade Bound
On the way to one of the more unusual destinations on my trip, I took this shot out the open window of my sleeper car just after sunrise. The moon still high. The light still cool. Rumbling toward Belgrade, 10 years ago today.
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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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The Last Stop
The Cité station, in the center of Paris, isn’t the last stop on the Metro’s Line 4. But after one year of daily photo posts, this shot is the end of the line for my yearlong project. 365 posts ago, I set out to try something different.
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St. Clair Departure
A cold afternoon at St. Clair West. Update: Just by chance I posted this on the 60th Birthday of the Yonge subway. Thanks for all the shots. Well, and all the transit.
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Below Concrete
Out the window on the way to La Jolla.
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Overnight to Budapest
An early morning arrival after a night train from Prague.
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Jumbo Loading
Waiting for my ride to New York.
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Misty Cruise
Looking west on a cold, wet morning.
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Numero 15
Looking out at the end of the platform of Gare St. Lazare.
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Platform Phone
Waiting for a Manhattan-bound N train at Astoria Blvd and 31st Street on a cold afternoon.
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Bow
A fishing vessel undergoing repairs in a Cape Town dry dock.
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Fleet
Part of the fishing fleet in Cape Town.
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Call at Gate 40
In the gate area as an Asia-bound airplane prepares for departure.
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Detroit Disco
Whether on a layover or at an end of a trip, DTW’s Terminal A was the place. It had been years since I’d used another terminal, and far longer since I’d transited between them. When I first started my overseas trips in 2000, Detroit Metro Airport was one of the least modern in the country, the capacity of its 1960s-era technisqualor buildings long outstripped by passenger traffic. Then came the bulldozers and cranes. Now the terminals are linked by this tunnel that features a light show synchronized to the music. It’s a half mile psychedelic trip more akin to a tropical fish tank than a tube beneath the tarmac. But Detroit isn’t short on contrasts.
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Sandveld II
Part of the fishing fleet in Cape Town’s waterfront harbour.
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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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