6 women. 1 bloke. 8083 miles, give or take. 3 planes. 10 trains. 2 ferries. And an unspecified quantity of vodka. This is the story of my Trans Siberian travels.
Saturday, 17 April 2010
Back on the train...
...through another thousand miles of snow covered forest. The radio is playing a mix of europop and eighties 'classics', and the wee boy in the next carriage is playing with the dog. More vodka, anyone?
Sorry, Maggs,just caught up with your travels. Past two weeks, I have been buried under The Easter Play - prep before and recovery after. Also puppy-sitting for ten days for Hilly and Andrew (9 months-old Jack Russell). Lots of games of football in the front garden. He always wins. Sounds like you're getting into the real Russia, just as you hoped. Loving all the photos. Keep them up and have a ball.
Sorry, Maggs,just caught up with your travels. Past two weeks, I have been buried under The Easter Play - prep before and recovery after. Also puppy-sitting for ten days for Hilly and Andrew (9 months-old Jack Russell). Lots of games of football in the front garden. He always wins. Sounds like you're getting into the real Russia, just as you hoped. Loving all the photos. Keep them up and have a ball.
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