Four nights on a train. Are we mad or what? Possibly. To cross Europe overland until Asia. A lifetime goal come to reality. To feel the space of the map as a physical reality. Gather your noodles, instant coffee, tea-bags, chocolate, crisps, maybe bread or fruit. Anything that can be cooked using the boiling water from the Samovar at the end of each carriage governed by the Provodnista, the lady who manages your carriage. The obligatory (if you drink alcohol) bottle of vodka which sets you back a few euro. You take your backpack and spare toilet roll, you charge up your iPod, ensure you have a good book to read (being a ponce, I of course read Dostoevsky). A deck of cards, the game of Battleships we bought on the boat to Tallinn. Put on
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