Matt Feldman Photography
An eastbound train leaving Bessarion station on the “new” Sheppard line. I guess after being open 11 years, it’s not really that new, but it’s still new to me.
A monstrous day of travel brought me from the Sahara desert oasis town of Tozeur back to the Mediterranean’s capital of apathy and pissedoffedness: Athens, Greece.
Looking eastbound toward Monaco from the Nice station, tracks converge before a bridge and tunnel out of the city centre.
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.
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).