I board the train bound for the other side of the island.
The track climbs, …
… crosses valleys …
… into rugged terrain, …
… overgrown with bushes.
The color of the vegetation shifts …
… until there is little Green left …
… with notable exceptions.
The train passes over a high plain …
… surrounded by mountains.
I feel the cold breath of a cloud as we literally pass through it.
A lake …
… adds color …
… but only for a moment.
We reach the Pass …
… and just behind the cloud I drift into another world.
