The Tracks

My husband and I went wandering around Novi Sad, Serbia one day and made our way all the way north to the train tracks (the very train station I would be leaving from to go to Vienna about a week later). There was a lovely park, but as we climbed a hill, the trees just opened up to the train tracks. There was also a lot of the things you'd "expect" to see at the train tracks (or at least I expect to see as that's what I've always known) such as graffiti and drug paraphernalia. Regardless, I will always love taking photos of train tracks.