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Into the Cold
... 12 degrees so far which was a rainy morning in Capetown that I spend in a cab. All of a sudden my body which just got used to the middle east temperatures of slightly over 30 degrees celsius now had to deal with -1 degrees. I couldn't get on the train fast enough. I contacted Alex, a guy I never met before and who was my host, organised by a family friend. He met me at the final destination of the express train and quickly got me into a warm car. Alex is a teacher ...
From Russia with love
... near the shores of lake Baikal in a town called Listvayanka. There is not much to this town but it does provide amazing views of Lake Baikal. Joseph and I spent most of the day feeling sorry for ourselves. In the evening I felt better so joined some of the group to experience a traditional Russian banya. It is basically an extremely hot sauna with a very chilly pool outside. Nicolai, our host, whipped us with hot, wet birch tree leaves ...
It's getting hot in here
... it was locked and she made her departure. I though for certain she would be coming back with the Allen key needed to open the window but she never came back.
We were getting desperate so the next time she came past I pointed to the window lock and made an impression of a key turning at which point she happily gave me the Allen key! So after more than 24hours of very very hot compartments we could finally let in the -10 breeze, which chilled us down very well ...
I made it - Russia
... the Auckland motorway at 5pm, and the driving!! Finally arrived at the ship at 7pm, just in time for dinner.
The cabins on this ship are small, but as they say perfectly formed. This ship doesn't have balcony cabins which would have been really nice, but hey, I am not complaining.
Dinner was very nice, we had a help you self salad first (seems in Russia that is what they do), followed by soup, main and dessert. Every day the ship has a ...
Punched by a Policeman
... the vodka comes in, and as with any story that begins with the consuming of hard liquour before midday, this is where it all went wrong. It was the result of a circumstance that even the hyper-paranoid Lonely Planet had not prepared me for: the overhospitality of Russians.
It all began when Jack and I decided to pay a visit to the smoking carriage - as much for experiencing the novelty of the concept 'smoking carriage' as for fulfilling our nicotine ...