Best regards to the members of this community. How interesting trains are. Thanks to @mipiano I got to know this community and I am fascinated with what I have read here. So I am going to tell you about my recent train trip.
I live in Cuba and really here the trains are not so sophisticated but they look old but they are part of my life and that of many who like me were born near the train lines.
I am going to tell you about the Occidente station which is the main one in the province where I live, Pinar del Rio.
Yesterday I traveled by train which is the cheapest and fastest way. Look at the central station. Inside there is a spacious hall. I waited for the people to come out so I could see the details.
What caught my attention the most were the works of art hanging on the walls, all related to the railroad theme.
On the floor there is a sign that identifies the station.
The cars or wagons are not very comfortable, I asked a gentleman and he explained to me that those are used for short trips where people can travel even standing up.
In the same hall there is a cafeteria, my husband, exhausted from the trip, ran to have a drink while I continued taking pictures of the place.
I found the paintings interesting but could not find out the author of the paintings. The tall windows are covered with a lattice that looks like lace and are beautiful.
A parenthesis, I like trains so much because I was born in the country near the train line. Many times the train having fixed schedules
I was on the clock, 6 a.m. alarm clock, 12 noon lunch time, 6 p.m. bath time. These were the customs set by my mother who guided the housework by the siren of the locomotive. Just to give a few examples.
The train also accompanied me for 5 years for my university studies. I traveled every day in the morning to go to the University and in the afternoon to return home. There I met many friends who were studying like me or working and shared the same route.
A lot of stories come to my mind. Days of waiting more than 6 hours for an unforeseen breakdown, others of running to catch it because as they say around here the train does not wait.
Some people don't like the train because they say it leaves a sooty smell from the smoke of the locomotive and also from the grinding of the big iron wheels with the rails of the line. None of that displeases me.
I'm walking around the room and rambling in my memories. Already my husband and son are sitting in the cafeteria and I say taking pictures.
Simple places but very emotional for me. This time I can't show where to get the tickets because this area is already closed.
We arrive on the last train of the day. Unfortunately the lack of fuel affects the coming and going of the iron giants. People are affected. Especially those who live in places where there is only train because they are far from the roads.
I have to go back to continue discovering the charms of my station. Thanks for creating this nice community and I will keep stopping by to read about life on the rails. See you soon.
If you are interested you can read here
The images used in the publication are my property taken with my Xiaomi Redmi 12C cell phone.
English translation by Deepl Translate.
