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Trans-Siberian Railway: Novosibirsk to Irkutsk

Written on: Friday November 2nd, 2007

A journal entry from: Around The World Without A Plane

And so it continues, read a bit, read a bit more (that's me not you, but you read on too). Glanced out the window, more trees, ate another steak and egg dinner, then you guessed it we drank some more vodka. Ended in a late night sing-song to Radiohead and various others back in our cabin until three in the morning, which we didn't realise at the time had kept up the Mongolians and the Russians either side of us. We swiftly went to sleep, but for some reason, awoke drunkenly at 5 in the morning, and both agreed it was an incredible idea to jump off the train at Irkutsk to say goodbye to a young, bright-eyed English fella named Jack, who had been down the other end of the train in a carriage with only Russians who didn't speak a word of English. They were waking him up every morning demanding he shoot half a cup of Vodka and eat some chicken. Love those Ruskies. He didn't realise for two days there were any other English speaking people on the train, so to returning back to the original story we thought it only right to see him off as he was staying to check out Irkutsk and Lake Baikal. Only we decided to jump off the train, Dave just in his pants and me just in my shorts. Bearing in mind it's 5am, we're in Siberia and it's minus lots of degrees. The world is ours!