This was a real gift to me. While visiting the Livingston railway museum the luxury train this calendar started with showed up, passing through the museum to change direction.
Evening mood at Denair in California.
Back in Africa, this time in Lusaka, Zambia, overlooking the main railway station.
Quick change of continent. Here I’m in Chicago, looking at a south shore line train arriving.
This train doesn’t run anymore. The train station is converted into a restaurant, the cars of the train are the bar. We are at the Kruger National park in South Africa.
Paris Metro has rubber wheels on some lines. Here I’m looking at the Arc the Triumph.
From one mountain to another. Here we are in Andermatt (I think) enjoying the alps in one of the best ways possible.
The subway at Holmenkollen in Oslo. The line had just been remodelled to be fully integrated with the subway network.
A classic view from Helsingør, where the local train runs along the road.
The railway museum in Darmstadt was closed when we were there, luckily the fence allowed us to look at some trains.
This was some kind of jubilee in Hersbruck in southern Germany.
A Finish engine waiting for new tasks in Helsinki.
The engine of the North American Rayon Company that had a factory in Elizabethton, now on display in a park.
A bridge along the Wieslauftal line. When the picture was taken the traffic hadn’t been resumed. It was cut due to a landslide, I think in the ’70ies or ‘80ies.
Fancy guests in Stockholm. The Norwegian engine was there because it pulled a new trainset on tour before going to Oslo.
An unusual angle of an Öresundstrain in Arlöv. I was on a field trip with work, looking at the then newly constructed changeover from Left-hand traffic to Right-hand traffic.
Crossing on the way to Brocken.
It’s not that far from Stuttgart to Paris, even closer with the TGV. A few years later from when I took this picture I took it to Karlsruhe, the next station along the line.
An intercity train passing Schorndorf in southern Germany.
In Germany again, here one of the before so common local trains on the lines that didn’t allow electric traction.
These trains were introduced while I was in elementary school. I took them almost daily on my way home. This picture is from when I worked close to Östra station and passed the bridge I took the picture from the days I didn’t ride my bicycle.
Here I’m in Italy, just before taking the train to Rome.
Here we are in Stuttgart, also a place of great change. The regional train waiting for me to board.