Oktyabrskaya Krasnoyarsk

... place to another, and though the trains were moving with us, we were moving along with them too, towards a place where I finally feel like a traveller, where I understands the Idea, the point to all of this. I have been searching for the point since we left... What do I want out of this trip? Change, growth, enlightenment, experience? All of these things I guess, but at its most basic, the point is that there is no point. I should stop looking to search things out, stop trying ...

The train from Yekaterinburg to Krasnoyarsk was a 36 hour ish journey and we lucked out and ended up geting a 4 berth cabin to ourselves which was a great journey, we were well stoked up on bood and beverages and happy days.. Within an hour karl managed to break the window... lol... went to open it and it just wouldnt close so after an hour of trying to fix it all we could do was shove paper all around it to stop the breeze coming in.. was well funny and ...

Krajsi postanek na najinem potovanju proti doma sva se odlocila narediti tudi v mestu Krasnoyarsk in sicer s skoraj izkljucnim namenom da obisceva tukajsnji regionalni muzej. Kljub temu, da se muzej nahaja v vec kot smesni zgradbi, ki zeli imitirati faraonsko grobnico, je tisto kar muzej ponuja se kako vredno ogleda ter s tem pogojenega postanka tukaj. Muzej je razdeljen v vec nadstropij, kjer je vsako nadstropje namenjeno svoji tematiki. V kleti si ...

My next train journey proved to be quite different. The train itself was very different - one of the new ones and the beds were longer, the ceiling higher and the furnishings nicer. I was pleased to discover I was on a lower bunk and on this, the bed folded up so that the made up bed was folded away for sitting during the day. A few other compartments were hidden behind headrests to store towels or other small items. In the corridor, an electronic display at the end of each carriage showed ...

The last 15 hours of the train were not very noteworthy, apart from scott teaching me Áuntie Monica's game', a card game so clearly loaded in scott's favour that he GLEEFULLY won 90% of hands. I have to admit to having thrown cards/refused to play and was generally childish. [siblings, sound familiar???!!!] Wandered into Krasnoyarsk and saw there was more life to the place than Tobolsk. Chanced upon a stage with some kind of guitar-based open ...

... about a cool venue for a concert... under the light sky of the midnight sun! Next they take me to one of the hottest clubs just after midnight as it is getting dark. The club was fun and we danced all night... I got home just in time to pack and head to the train station to grab a 7:30am train to Helsinki! St. Petersburg leaves it mark on me as one of, if not the, most beautiful cities I've ever seen!

... sorts of rituals (we didn't see any preaching either). The ladies cover their heads with scarves (Yvonne had to settle for her hood) and they worship fervently, constantly making the cross, bowing their heads, lowering to their knees and touching their foreheads to the ground, and kissing all sorts of objects around the church. In one church I was approached by a man who told me to take my hand out of my pocket and hold it by my side. We'd heard all about the ...

... agreed to create a parliamentary democracy by creating the Duma (a legislative body) with officials elected by universal male suffrage. However, within a year, the Duma had no real political power, was limited to only the upper classes, and was basically a debating club. The failure of Nicholas to allow the Duma to conduct itself the way it was ...

Our last stop in Russia. A three day stint. 3 October: Horrid. Elissa booked our Kiev train that happens to go through Belarus which happens to require transit visas (which we don't have). We picked up our tickets after an hour hike around every little tiny street near Nevskyi Prospekt to find the "travel agent" apparently also known as City Realty. Then following millenia was spent looking for the Belarus Consulate which ...

... 10 years ago and was on a trip to visit the orphanage they came from to find out more about their parents. The other two people were a couple from Paris. The husband was there for work and the wife had joined him for the weekend. The tour was informal and the guide left it up to us to decide where we wanted to go. I was in heaven to not only be with people I could speak English with but also to have a guide who could tell me more about the City. It was great. We roamed all around ...