Rajiv, took this photo from a train years ago. He mentioned his experience after viewing my photo from the motorcycle. I’ve nicknamed him our Indian Cowboy. This is a stunning photo. Enjoy! Thanks again, for taking the time to post this, my friend. *curtsy*
A Gypsy's Life In Black And White
This post, and the next, are dedicated to Audrey Dawn, who took a photo from a motorcycle. This is one that I took some years back, while hanging out of a train. I had one foot in the train, and the rest of me was outside. I took care to ensure that my camera strap was slung around my neck, and I took photos with gay abandon, oblivious to the possibility of twigs scratching my face, or even falling off.
In those days, I used to travel this way quite often, and I have some entertaining stories (and memories) of the crazy train trips I have taken.
There is danger as well. I have seen the body parts of a man being shovelled into a container. He must have fallen, and his body was chopped up into three or four parts. I have seen one more…
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Wow! Beauty, memories and body parts! Griping.
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Very cool, I agree. 🙂
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Ooo, I meant gripping, I don’t know if that was auto-correct or me. 🙂 I was pretty tired!
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Yes, stunning photograph indeed, as well as his Rajiv’s stark description of the danger lurking, too.
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I know! I look forward to hearing more about his adventure, Chum.
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Me, too. You have discovered an exciting collaborator, Aud.
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We’ll enjoy his photos together, Chum.
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