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The train from Ekaterinburg to Krsnoyarsk has been our longest journey so far, taking 2 days of travelling. However, the time flew by (we're now pretty used to long journeys) and soon we were in Krasnoyarsk.
First impressions weren't great. We managed to get lost trying to find our hostel (which was right next to the station! - My fault (Nik) this time). We walked past it several times because the entrance was round the back of ...
... the state hall, and enjoyed another sit down in the sun and some people watching.
Our train was at 4.15 and this journey was the big one. Forty eight hours from Irkutsk to Ekaterinburg. We settled into compartment seven of carriage 15 with our usual cabin makes but there was a slight change to our routine at dinner time. Having used up all of our Chinese noodles on the last train we decided to keep it local in Russia and bought some instant mashed potato that could ...
... options once I hit the stairs out, I went with the 'cafe'. For a moment as I stood in the sun I had the nagging feeling something was missing, but then a girl in a short skirt and heels walked by and I knew I was still in Russia. Getting back on, email duly checked, we had the excitement of more English voices-a posse of Americans, 10 of them, whose version of travelling second class is to book a four person compartment for two. "We wondered why we ...
... for money. I buy a yogurt and some water from the kiosk and get back on the train before we move on. Now I've finished the yogurt and a clementine (my new lady didn't want one either but she smiled and said no thanks, then indicated for me to put my peel in her bin - I like this one! :o) ) I can feel a nap coming on :P it's a ************ the rails!
Evening arrives and the kind lady opposite me decides it's time for some food. She takes out various ...
... quite some time. One was particularly hammered.
The thing I love about translated menus is how the English translation bears no relation to what turns up ... Refer to my entry of November 9 in Beijing. Here the description of what I ordered was "fried pork (beef) escallops with extras and salad". So is it pork or beef, and what is extras?
What turned up was a flat piece of pork pan fried served with a handful of less ...