Pillars of societyToronto, ON
December 2009
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Toronto's Union Station is the city's equivalent of New York's Penn Station, a grand-looking building in the middle of downtown that handles all intercity and commuter train traffic. It was the transportation equivalent of the centre of the world before airplanes took over the travel landscape. Even now, there's a majesty and reverence, a sense of history to this place that even the most soaring airport terminal can't touch.
There's an unwritten rule that buildings like this can't merely be large. They must also be grandiose, iconic, memorable, sporting the kind architecture that causes weary passengers to stop and take it all in even if they've been through this place a dozen times in the last month. Union Station qualifies in spades.
It's a place I'd explore indefinitely if I had the time. I've been here before (see here) but even now know there's plenty of photographic potential left in this place before I decide I've had enough. Indeed, there are so many ways to look at this grand dame of early 20th century design that it's entirely possible I'd never run out of inspiration.
Something tells me each of us has at least one place deep in our souls that we'd return to again and forever, if only we could.
Your turn: So what's your forever place? Why?
