I’m on the last leg of one of the most fantastic trips ever, a journey by train across America. I went from New York through New Orleans and Arizona and on to LA and then San Francisco. Along the way I’ve met: a cowboy, a go-go boy, and a Vietnam veteran and reformed Hell’s Angel, … Continue reading
Sequestered in gritty New York, I often forget the clean, sheer vastness of what’s just beyond the city. I took these photos of the Hudson River this morning on the train to Poughkeepsie (MetroNorth rail: $37 return) – the first was just ten minutes after leaving Grand Central Station.