leaving Siberia, morning vodka, and scrabble (of course)
Day 11
woke up, slept, woke up... the warmth of the east was waning, a couple of stops and opportunities to purchase local treats, a pancake filled with what seemed to be sweet cheese and another filled with honey or a caramel sauce. Dee enjoyed them both, but i could hear mysel getting fatter.
the lady sharing our cabin (hers was a top bunk) planted herself on Dee's bunk an seemed content and, after a few hours, got on Dee's nerve (mine too). we finally got control later in the night while we made a tomato, tuna an cucumber sandwich (thanks to the green grocers on the platform at Taiga).
beat Dee at scrabble, 333 points (a record for me)
we were still awake, chatting about prostitution, when the train rolled into Novosibirsk at 2am(ish). too cold, or too tired, or lazy, to jump out for a look. blankets on my bed for the first time.
day 12
BADGER
nothing much all day. our cabin friend left a chewed piece of gum on Dee's bunk which she promptly sat on and somehow restrained herself from going apeshit. wonder what i would've done.
short stops, long waits, timezone changes, turgid scrabble, and Dee was coming to some kind of precipice and dragging me with her. finally, got to Yeketerinburg, got out for a walk with the crowds on the platform, splurged on some water, bread, chocolate and i hoped Dee was turning back...
we'd finally left Siberia (not that the scenery changed much) in the evening, and passed the Asia/Europe obelisk just before midnight to little fanfare (first time i've ever been to Europe).
day 13
in the morning, a man blocked my path at the hot water dispenser holding a bottle of vodka and two glasses. after joining him for a shot, he followed back to our cabin where Dee and i were playing scrabble. another shot down (still before lunch) and i was slightly drunk while he was wasted. he was harrassing our cabin friend, so Dee and i had to boot him out, literally dragging him down the aisle by the wrist. (should i mention i won the scrabble while still slightly drunk?)
at one of the stops, some of the hard men from the carriage split kindling for the carriage attendant. at another 2 minute stop, the vodka guy, who'd disappeared for the afternoon, hopefully sleeping, and the wood splitter held up the train while they stocked up on beer. then an argument over language, culture, importance, and we were 3 hours closer to......
woke up, slept, woke up... the warmth of the east was waning, a couple of stops and opportunities to purchase local treats, a pancake filled with what seemed to be sweet cheese and another filled with honey or a caramel sauce. Dee enjoyed them both, but i could hear mysel getting fatter.
the lady sharing our cabin (hers was a top bunk) planted herself on Dee's bunk an seemed content and, after a few hours, got on Dee's nerve (mine too). we finally got control later in the night while we made a tomato, tuna an cucumber sandwich (thanks to the green grocers on the platform at Taiga).
beat Dee at scrabble, 333 points (a record for me)
we were still awake, chatting about prostitution, when the train rolled into Novosibirsk at 2am(ish). too cold, or too tired, or lazy, to jump out for a look. blankets on my bed for the first time.
day 12
BADGER
nothing much all day. our cabin friend left a chewed piece of gum on Dee's bunk which she promptly sat on and somehow restrained herself from going apeshit. wonder what i would've done.
short stops, long waits, timezone changes, turgid scrabble, and Dee was coming to some kind of precipice and dragging me with her. finally, got to Yeketerinburg, got out for a walk with the crowds on the platform, splurged on some water, bread, chocolate and i hoped Dee was turning back...
we'd finally left Siberia (not that the scenery changed much) in the evening, and passed the Asia/Europe obelisk just before midnight to little fanfare (first time i've ever been to Europe).
day 13
in the morning, a man blocked my path at the hot water dispenser holding a bottle of vodka and two glasses. after joining him for a shot, he followed back to our cabin where Dee and i were playing scrabble. another shot down (still before lunch) and i was slightly drunk while he was wasted. he was harrassing our cabin friend, so Dee and i had to boot him out, literally dragging him down the aisle by the wrist. (should i mention i won the scrabble while still slightly drunk?)
at one of the stops, some of the hard men from the carriage split kindling for the carriage attendant. at another 2 minute stop, the vodka guy, who'd disappeared for the afternoon, hopefully sleeping, and the wood splitter held up the train while they stocked up on beer. then an argument over language, culture, importance, and we were 3 hours closer to......
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