A boat trip over a year ago, a lighthouse at dusk.
Riding a train is like seeing the back stage side of American cities. You find yourself riding through the edges of a metropolis, through the working side, the bad side, the water side.
I took this in the morning at Munich. This was my first site of Europe, the first time I had been over the Atlantic.
My body had no idea what time it was. I had landed in another world, and the dreamscape was highlighted by the slowly lifting fog.