On Wednesday I made the trip yet again by train from Rome to Montpellier. And yet again, I marveled at the sights out my window and wondered how I could ever bitch about such a magnificent way to travel.
First, there was the sunrise over Lazio.
Then an eerie morning fog in Tuscany.
Lunchtime was in Genova. Train delays meant I didn’t get a chance to stroll around the city, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying its sights.
Happy colors in Menton, the first town over the border in France.
The Cote d’Azur on a sunny afternoon is nothing short of spectacular.
I see you, camouflaged cell phone tower!
Provence in the late afternoon reminds me of the American Southwest at times.
And at other times, not at all.
Finally, the bookend to my day: A beautiful sunset over Languedoc.