Eye of the Taiga
August 6th 2006 We left Ekaterinburg with heavy hearts. No, wait, heavy bags. To say we weren't sad to leave would be an understatement. To say we were looking forward to sixty hours on a train would be a lie.
However, as it turns out, the carriage was full of friendlier faces, and vitally, windows that opened. We shared our cabin with a young Russian called Sasha who took great delight in spraying his new wat
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