Follow me, o reader, as we wander into one of the most bizarre landscapes this planet has to offer. This is a train cemetery located a few kilometers outside of Uyuni, a smallish city in the south of Bolivia.
The setting is wide open spaces, deep blue skies and clouds rolling in and out faster than wild horses, ever changing the colors and the contrasts. Young couples come here to find a little privacy away from peering eyes. Small groups of people play the most classic of games: hide and seek. Children of all ages clamber up, down, into and out of these hundreds of rusting locomotives and cars, many of which are well over 100 years old.
The wider picture. This sad, litter-strewn landscape is what the train cemetery looks like from just a few steps away.
Full post here.
Very easy to imagine that this is what the endgame of humanity will look like, except this may be the optimistic version. We ran out of fuel and our garbage is everywhere. Pure poetry. And all watched over by rusted machines of loving grace. (apologies to Richard Brautigan).