Ulan Ude
April 6th 2006 On the train to Ulan Ude, our young Russian cabin mate takes one look at us before taking two bottles of six star brandy out of his bag. We hope he's going to share it with us, but instead he shouts "Wanka" and sets off down the corridor. We fall about laughing, but later find out that this is the name of one of his friends in another cabin who he has gone to drink with.
Later he returns, a lit
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