The Train

Poor Brian was pretty sick of the train at this point. The thought of three and a half days (three nights) seemed to be upsetting him and on the journey he got pretty frustrated being stuck in a cabin. After both of us walking up and down the train we realised we were the only English speaking people we could find. I think a lot more people travel from Moscow to Beijing than the way we traveled. The scenery was beautiful. The Russian countryside is full of brightly coloured houses and towns with cute little wooden fences. It was mostly countryside with a few cities which had a lot of space to grow. We did spend about 6 hours going nowhere which drove Brian up the wall as we couldn't tell the reason for it and he was sick of reading, playing with his iPod and listen to music already at that point. We were heading home though so that picked up his spirits. We are both a bit sick of living out of a suitcase and not having are own beds though we do love traveling. The train was meant to get in at 6 that evening. Turns out that delay was a lot bigger than we thought and I think we might have been going slower because of it. In the end we arrived in Moscow at 5 in the morning. Of course we didn't know this was going to happen as a conductor had said something in Russian about it we didn't understand. We stayed up late thinking the train could only be a few hours late and ended up getting almost no sleep. Sundowners still had a guy meet us though we didn't see him until Brian was stalking a different guy with a board and ended up back on our platform.