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... off to a coffee shop in the centre to while away a few hours before my train. Had a great evening on the train for once, it was another inter city night train so no foreigners that I could see to have a chat to and my 3rd class berth mates were slightly more smily than usual but still stuck on mute. Saw somebody from a different section peering over towards me who then ushered me over. He was a young chap and reasonably off his face but offered me a ...
... full. Eventually we found one and had some food.
Sherif and I tend to order dark beers when we are out and Alex as adamant that they were horrible and would only drink buds. After a lot of convincing, he eventually tried a dark beer and he bloody loved it! From then on, everyone ordered dark beer!
After a few hours, the sheesha was ordered, we slid home over the ice at about 3am and slept straight away. ...
... areas. The earth is so black here, you can see why its famed for being so fertile.
We stopped of at Barabinsk for 40 minutes or so in the late afternoon and we all got off the train again. Down to 6 degrees outside. Boy that wind was cold! Took a few photos before getting back on. Next time we get off the train, I'm gonna a have to remember to keep a note of which platform our train is on, cos they all look exactly the same!
Had dinner in the dining car with ...
... she will admit that she did find one that wasn’t too bad.
We went into a little cafe that advertised all sorts of things for lunch but what we found was that they only had one thing, a sort of fried pancake filled with mutton. It was quite tasty but you couldn’t eat too many of them. Three women behind the counter and my two humans and me for customers and the likelihood of more of the latter appearing seemed remote. It was lunch ...
... also spent with Igor. he showed us the university`s, conference centers and the train museum outside Novosibirsk while making a photo shoot of us.
That night, Igor took us again to a nice (Uzbek) restaurant. He offered to take us the next day to several archaeological and art musea, but (although we really were moved by so much enthusiasm and kindness) we politely declined his offer, because we needed to relax a bit and had some plans of our own.