And in fact, it is something really special about it. You feel the train transform into a small community of its own and you feel that you and the people around you belong there.
We didn't get our own compartment because that was too expensive, so we shared a sleeping wagon with around 50 others. I was of course lucky enough to end up next to 4 drunken guys. They were drunk from the moment they entered the train until they left it. 9 in the morning they started breakfast with a 2 and a half liter bottle of beer and the evening was ended with vodka. Bottle after bottle. Oh yes, those Russians knows how to drink! They were noisy, nasty and played really loud music when the rest of the train wanted to sleep. Wonderful!
Luckily the lady sleeping below me was very nice. She shared her grapes, her tea and a little bit of everything she had. That is the spirit on the train, people share! My friend Julianne ended up next to some great people. They took good care of us, were really eager to teach us some Russian. We played cards, drank tea and laughed a lot since we didn't really understand much of what was going on all the time.
All in all the train was a good experience.Reading a book or listening to music while looking out the window seeing the landscape fly by, the old ladies selling food and beverages on almost every station, playing cards and drinking tea. It's magic in it's own special way.
The train
Ladies on the stations selling a bit of everything
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