Saturday, May 15, 2010

"I've never stayed anywhere else for any length of time"



"I've never stayed anywhere else for any length of time" - Edgemont Drive by E. L. Doctorow

11 comments:

Sean said...

Ok since you asked on mine... where to, or perhaps make it cryptic :)?

Joan Elizabeth said...

Hi Martina, yes I came out of hiding yesterday ... couldn't turn up to the blogger meet as a flower!

This reminds me of my train journey last year ... must go on another one soon.

donnie said...

:)) keep on moving

Martina said...

Sean, nothing special - I just searched for a photo in my "archives" - I took this one on the train going to my parents on Christmas last year.

Joan Elizabeth, funnily you look just I thought you would look ...

donnie, I try ... ;-)

http://wolsztyn.blogspot.com/ said...

Hi Martina !
Your photos and quotes infect me. Waiting for more. I watch every post. Marcin

Mary Ann said...

Oh, too many memories. I went everywhere by train when I lived in a German village in 1997. I can't see pictures of a train's interior without every bit of late adolescent angst rushing right back to me.

Rod Burger said...

Was pretty close you on holiday recently, still miss the train travel.

This pic makes me want to go on holiday again.

Martina said...

Marcin, dziękuję bardzo! :-D

Mary Ann, ooooii, I really didn't want to bring up angst (this word sound so frightening in English context) - is it Germany? Is it the German village? I could understand this, I left one the moment I turned 18 (metaphorically speaking) ;-). Is it the German railway system? I could understand this, too - this is exactly the route (and an ICE) where an ICE lost its door some weeks ago at 250km/h

Rod, yes, me, too. Haven't been away since March :-(.

ana barata said...

A portuguese poet said "Navegar é preciso, viver não é preciso" (it means more or less this: must go sailling, or sailling is necessary, not living) and this picture can be about that fealing.

Mary Ann said...

It was all tied up in who I was and what my life was back then. Trains themselves were freedom, adventure, variety. Traveling itself was a pleasure, but ultimately I always had to go home again, back to the source of everything I wanted to (but couldn't) undo.

Although that period of my life wasn't happy I don't mind having the memories revived--I'm always shocked by their power and how life-affirming it feels to remember.

Martina said...

ana barata, Fernando Pessoa (I googled of course): "I know not what tomorrow will bring… " I just read some translations, I like this one:

Não sou nada.
Nunca serei nada.
Não posso querer ser nada.
À parte isso, tenho em mim todos os sonhos do mundo.

Mary Ann, you described very well how I felt being fifteen and living in a small village and feeling totally different from everyone else there.

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