Hallstatt, Austria, taken on January 14, 2014
Across Lake Hallstatt, I sat in silence and wonder as a train on the opposite side began moving, so small and insignificant compared to the majestic “in-yo-face” mountains. And I thought of what the little prince said, “People start out in express trains, but they no longer know what they’re looking for.” Yes, the passengers must be on the way to a final destination, somewhere important perhaps, but is the destination really all that matters? Where is the road that leads to the way?