"An idea no longer shrouded in mist, through wave or ether comes to me, like a star from high up in the skies, or a pearl from the bottom of the sea." - Victor Hugo (Les rayons et les ombres)
__At the peak of the hill, the cloud temple.__A nice group here. _m
Well Gwil, they always say we have luggage we carry with us to the grave.
I am watching a programme about Vienna, the story of Vienna in 1908, a city of creativity and dangerous tensions. I will visit it soon and I will climb the steps, up, not down.
Hi Rachel, the steps are in Innsbruck. The train stations were designed by a British architect lady , unfortunately I can't remember her name. From the outside this particular station resembles a landed UFO.
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