It’s not often that you get to stand and see a train pass up
close. They’re usually fenced off away from people, and in stations they’re mostly
stationary or travelling at reduced speeds. The fact that it was a freight
train made it even rarer. We were safe and high enough on a footbridge to see
and wave to the driver as he passed below, and he responded by giving the horn
a friendly toot. I wonder how much produce was loaded up on these tracks. Were
the containers going to be sorted or were they all prepped to be loaded onto
trailers when they reached its destination? It was certainly a long load, yet
there wasn’t anything to stop us from jumping onto it like we were in an action
film if we wanted. And then it vanished out of sight leaving nothing but empty
space and a rattle in the distance.
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