Welcome on board the Trans-Siberian railway….no you read that correctly, I'm not on a Trans-Mongolian train for this part of the journey. As always with the epic three day train ride I will focus on the high/low lights in no particular order to illustrate the wave of crossing five different time zones on a train. I am in a carriage by myself…when I say by myself I mean with a load of stinky Russians. I spend the first night attempting to sleep in one of ...

I awoke this morning as I have so many times in the past, in a bed that was moving, somewhere in Western Russia. My alarm actually jolted me out of sleep and I got straight up, having slept in yesterday's clothes, and set about waking up my passengers, some of whom were in carriages with stranger Russian's who clearly did not appreciate my early morning wake up call. The train seemed to be lingering in the middle of nowhere for what seemed like ages, and a mi...

I didn't really do much of anything today as it was the passengers free day. I had to check out at 12pm and decided to go to the station to see if anything was going on and if everything was still the same as it was last year. It was, and I was supposed to go over to the other side of the city, but I had a last minute panic because I thought I had read the train tickets wrong and rushed back to the hotel. Of course, I hadn't and I was panicking about nothing...

My eyes flitted open this morning….where the hell am I? I thought to myself. I'm in the Azimut hotel in St Petersburg, Russia. How the hell did I get back here? Oh yeah, my big mouth. The events of the past week come flooding back to me and I get dressed and head down to breakfast. I was amazed at how much breakfast had improved, but alas they still only had the one crap little toaster that only takes 2 pieces of bread and barely works. I have set the m...

The guard woke me up far too early this morning for our disembarkation from out 3.5 day train journey. Consequentially, this meant everyone was standing around in the hallway for about an hour and being in the way of each other. We arrived at Irkutsk passenger terminal early in the morning where our transfer driver Dmitry was waiting for us. We got on the bus and began the hour and a half drive out to Listvyanka. Having no idea whether or not the Lake Baika...