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... In the second class section of the train, the carriage is split into four berth compartments with a small table near the window between the lower bunks. There are roll out mattresses and the train lady comes round with clean bedding and towels. Each carriage has a bathroom at the end (with a "funny little basin you can even wash your face-in") and a hot water tank for making tea and coffee (chey and kofye to us natives...). Most passengers ...
... days straight between Moscow and Irkustk, just playing cards and drinking vodka ... why not? you ask, that sounds great ... and thought there could be a lot more to see along the way. There is more to be got out of it I'm sure but though I tried to learn what I could along the way, with minimal Russian (and a populace who aren't the most gregarious of people let's say) it was a bit naive of me to hope for a much better experience than the one I had.
... far away. Mikhail was more interested in his grandchildren, ice fishing and doing his part time tourist business, and I was more interested in talking about our great adventure and Russian trains.
Mikhail helped carry our bags to our compartment on the train and then bid us farewell. It had been a lovely visit to Perm and a priveledge to meet Mikhail. We settled into our compartment. It would be 3756 kilometres and three nights to Irkutsk.
As we headed towards the Russian border near Salla we saw several elk, or at least we believe them to be elk, three separate lone animals and a mother and calf, if that's the right word. Lyn got some photos of them as best she could.
Finally we got to the Russian border. I created an impression with the customs people who looked in the car, they asked about me so I was introduced. Nobody seems concerned that I didn’t have ...
... Asia and later the rolling Ger studded hills of Mongolia. I had a beer in the restaurant car where I met some British travelers so we could exchange some stories, one of them was that on arrival they met a nice lady in the street who invited them for a cup of tea, which ended up costing them something like 50 pounds. Obviously they hadn’t studied the Beijing pages of the Lonely Planet yet.
There are not many passengers left ...