Where Gumbo was, as Jonathan L, with help from Lynn Milar recognized, was behind an abandoned station on an abandoned rail line—the Petite Ceinture—that once girdled Paris, connecting its rail stations and freight yards, and providing both passenger and freight service.
I confess, Florence is not my favorite city in Italy. But, that aside, one may be hard-pressed to find a more interesting bridge than the Ponte Vecchio. I can’t afford the wares peddled in the jewelry shops that line the…
Yes the sand is really that black. And it’s quite coarse, too.
The desert landscape of this rain-deprived slide sitting in the shadow of Mauna Loa.
Where Gumbo was, as Jonathan L, with help from Lynn Milar recognized, was behind an abandoned station on an abandoned rail line—the Petite Ceinture—that once girdled Paris, connecting its rail stations and freight yards, and providing both passenger and freight service.
I confess, Florence is not my favorite city in Italy. But, that aside, one may be hard-pressed to find a more interesting bridge than the Ponte Vecchio. I can’t afford the wares peddled in the jewelry shops that line the…
Yes the sand is really that black. And it’s quite coarse, too.
The desert landscape of this rain-deprived slide sitting in the shadow of Mauna Loa.