Away from the pushing and shoving, from the crowds that jostle impatiently for place, you wait in the chill winter air. Cold light, cleansing in its purity, filters in through the iron and glass lattice of the cathedral-like roof. You close your eyes, tilt back your head and feel it wash over you. You tune out the noise that burbles from all sides: the hum of voices, the rumbling of engines, the chime of announcements – all fade into a background hubbub that affects you not. Refreshed, you are prepared for the continuation of your journey.
This is my entry into this week’s Cee’s Which Way Challenge.
This week’s picture was taken in York Station in December of last year, when we visited the city for its Christmas Market. The station was built in 1877 to replace the old station that had required through trains between London and Newcastle to reverse out before continuing their journey. It was designed by Thomas Prosser and William Peachey, architects working for North Eastern Railway along with the Engineer in Chief Thomas Elliott Harrison. It had thirteen platforms and was at that time the largest station in the world.
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