In the quietness of small towns

Wandering along the stone roads amid acient houses, sometimes I felt lost, and didn't know if the last train would still be caught. The train station is nowhere to be found, and it's getting dark. Some rain drops falls, and breezes pass occasionally. In such situations I often feel the dilemma. I want to take the night train and go back to my cosy little room, while the feeling of the unfamiliar but serene atmosphere is so enticing that I want to keep soaked in it and make it part of my future dreams.

Night color in the train station.

London impression: the Wellington Arch

London impresses me by its historical atmosphere. Built in 1828, the Wellington Arch was a memorial of Duke Wellington, who was known by his victory over Napolean in the battle of Waterloo. In 1883, the arch was moved from its original place (shown in the picture above) to its current place near Hyde park. This was mainly because of the traffic pressure. Not only has the arch changed its position, but also the statue was replaced by a quadrida.

The current view of Wellington Arch, facing the Victoria Memorial on a traffic island.