Matapédia, Quebec
Matapédia is a small village located where the river with the same name flows into the Restigouche river, where Quebec and New Brunswick meet.
Last night, at the local train station, I was the only, lonely, passenger waiting for the train that would take me back to Montréal. Inside I met Claude, the station master, who checked my ticket and took care of my luggage. With my bags on a cart parked on the station platform, I was imagining the map of the world and my current, odd, place on it . Once that train, which started its journey in Halifax, emerged from the dark and I boarded, I had to face sleeping crowd. Though there was some comfort in being surrounded by people, somehow I longed for my empty platform, the dark, and the absence of everything.

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Mirjana M.
June 3, 2011 at 8:12 am
Did you smell the lilacs in bloom? I grew up in this village – a bit lonely – and always wanting that train to take me away to some exciting place. It eventually did. I have stood many times on that platform, early morning, or at night, in that exact spot, looking at that same image. You have caught the essence of it perfectly (if only one could smell the lilacs!). I almost cried when I saw the picture. I doubt I’ll ever stand at that spot again. Thanks
Sally Thames
February 11, 2012 at 8:57 pm
Thank you, dear Sally, for your comment. It made me wonder where did the train take you after all…
Veba
March 3, 2012 at 5:54 pm