First time traveling alone is going to Scotland when he was studying in England, he bought a train ticket, all the way north. At that time almost all of the records and photos are deleted after msn comprehensive blog find, carrying a giant sink wasted my Canon went all the way (the last two figures had to use the Lens magazine map, pick two closest I memory photographs, copyrighted Lens all, it is noted).
The first long train ride, has not had a taste of the wonderful work of the British railway system, and she took the wrong train, in the north of Scotland railway station late at night to be driven down Tremble, just know that the next bus was traveling north on enough. Arrive Edinburgh That is four p.m., Sure is dark days, but the city is gray light, I thought it was lights, later found to be fog. Fog will be large enough breathing vapor choked, street lamps and lights appear a circle halo. Chengyu take me into their dormitory at the University of Edinburgh, in a small castle, from the high and narrow wooden windows look out is another seat small castle.
After a few days, I still do not distinguish Edinburgh day and night, have not seen the true colors of Edinburgh Castle. Humid westerly winds from the Atlantic, so the castle throughout the year is shrouded in a thick blanket of darkness, the connection Castle and Royal Mile, the Palace of the Holy Cross is always one after another Mojian, but never had a look at the face. One night, I hold the camera in a castle on a rope bridge lights Weimang light camera (like the bridge of the street was also retained kerosene wick burned very busy, crackling), a photographer carrying tripod, professional cameras and a variety of lenses over and asked what can be copied from your perspective it published a co-signed? Ask me for a mailbox, playing with his camera for a long time. Later, I did not received any mail, probably never made it. Then specialized equipment is also difficult to shoot anything through the fog gray and black bars.
I almost think it is from my residence in London - Tower Bridge south bank of the boundary-filled piece of ghosts children - directly through to an equally haunting only adds fog shrouded the place, street signs are paper ghost tour , dressed in medieval costume blonde girl with a basement and we got all kinds of Midao find nearly a thousand years dead knight sword killing spree in modern soul or souls ......
Under the floating clouds aspect clouds claustrophobic streets, walked the cliff or a dead end, which ones are really tall gloomy shadow of Edinburgh Castle, high and low, one would then disappear, walked appeared . I, as a Luchi, the only survival skill is in a strange city can take one day of basic shapes printed on the main road in my mind, but it can not do in Edinburgh Royal Mile is the only way even intermittent impression, leaving a fog of smoke oblique cross. Saw the way (or almost stepped on several times) a variety of decadent young artists singing in the streets, or just drink, nor had Fanglangxinghai for the drama club over me, as if I had just missed that they almost, but but never yes. As ghosting life.
So I decided to use the "Invisible Cities" call it, and extract the text paragraph in the book: "The horse can reach a city, he saw someone on the square may be part of his life to live, or spend part of his possible moment; before long, if he stopped in time, the moment might have to replace that person's status; or, before long, if he picked up another road at the fork, after long roaming, maybe that will be replaced on the square . man's status Today, he is to give out that real or assumed in the past outside; he can not stop; he must continue on the road to go to another city, where he was waiting for another period in the past, or he may in the future, but this future has become someone else now. "
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