Zagar’ye

We share a compartment with Tilman, a German PhD student heading to Hong Kong. We get along together very well and exchange a lot of stories and travel advice while our wagon no. 1 smoothly leaves birch forests and wetlands behind. The other passengers are Russians and a handful of other tourists. Though English is not common, communication somehow works surprisingly fine. Breakfast, lunch and dinner mainly consist of noodles and piroggi. As night is about to crawl in, the train is drenched in msgical colours.Read more