Riding Through Romania on a Train...
A mother in stocking feet, her son in his twenties, they were both heading the same way I was. We shared a cabin. They had taken the lower 2 bunks. She just layed there. She was tired. They didn't talk much. But it was pleasent enough. I would nod a polite recognition if eyes happened to meet. I stood out in the hallway and shot the night landscape going by. The train had left at 9 pm. I would arrive in Transylvania at 7 am. I barely slept a wink. I was coming from Bucharest and heading to who knows where. The land of Dracula in a country playing catch up. It's lonely playing catch up, when you have no idea what you are chasing. Hit the space bar to play the movie, but give it a few minutes to load.