A year-end walking between stations in London

We arrived at the end of this year.. The sums of the'll pull through April, when the blog will celebrate its (first) three years of life: numbers, visits, visitors, inquiries and requests, I will assess all the next "blog birthday". Over the past two years (and a half) I've leaved and returned many times. Often I went by train, a way of travel that I discovered during these years. I traveled by trains in Italy, England and in other European countries. Today, in this post, the last one of 2013, I wanted to take you around in some of the main train stations in London. The train stations, after all, are not just places "where you take a train, perhaps running to not lose it". Train stations are places of passage, in where many people meet and collide leaving or returning. Those are places where people greet each other, only to find themselves a few days later... Or even after months In a train station there are a lot of people waiting for a train or waiting for someone (who knows, maybe boyfriend or girlfriend), or run in order not to lose it. I often pass through these buildings, strange places out of time. Places of thoughts and feelings that you are unable to stop. And, after all, during the last two years (and a half) have been years of train takend and missed, expectations in deserted stations. Years of books read in those long waits and views that ran beside me between one station and another. The stations in London are special: they are not old, but even modern. They are "half and half" , the buildings of the past, the first ones, have been updated, systematic, and integrated with new more modern parts. this makes them special, almost enigmatic