There were farmers working their fields
And people waiting for rides
People tending their cows
And people coming from China
A passenger takes a photo
People coming and going
People sellimg their stuff
And buying flowers (it's a flower shop)
Walking under evening skies
The cutest guy on the train
I can't remember his name
But you can see what I mean
Veronika and Nadezhda (hope I spelled it right)
Margherita, my "Doktor"
|Angels, all three. Veronika and her mother not only helped me with translation on the train, but they were there to help when I got to Vladivostok, and couldn't find my meeting point with my friend, Helga. When I was suffering from my coughing fits on the train, Margherita offered me some cough tablets. She wouldn't take anything for them, but asked for this photo. I hope she gets here to download it. Thank you, ladies, for all your help. (NOTE: I received an email from a friend of Margherita saying she did get the photo printed out)|
|"Mr. Pinkslippers" and Nikolai. The nickname for the guy on the left is obvious. He wore them everywhere. Nikolai is sleeping off a liter of Vodka, which he drank the first night. He didn't wake up until about three in the afternoon and started all over again.|
|The women with red collars were conductors on the train. The one on the right was in my car. She has to be an ex-KGB operative. There was no doubt that she was boss on the train.|
The three soldiers on the right kept me company for about a day and a half as roommates. Left to right they are a Major, Lt. Colonel and Captain in the Russian Army. We had a good deal of fun with language lessons, but I'm sure, they will remember more than I. The Captain, in particular, was intrigued with my English/Russian dictionary.
It's people like these, who made my trip better than it might have been. Thank you.
Passengers in a "local"
Clean up time
|The local or day trains are those travelling short (relatively) distances and not going overnight.|
This conductor is cleaning the handrails. This was done every stop. If you look at the rails on the next car, you'll see why. A lot of dust, oil, and grime is attracted to the rail cars because of the static built up on electric trains.
Waiting for a train
Railside flea market
A lone traveler
Due to the weather dark colors were in
Coffee then a train to work or shopping
No matter where the rail time was Moscow time
Another lone traveler at Ilanskaya
I saw way too much of this
Going to work
A lone fisherman on Lake Baikal
Police were at every station
The guy in blue and white is ALexe
|Alexe was Nikolai's drinking buddy. He's Russian, so he should know that the Theatre, photo shop and toilet are all to the left.|
Inspecting the tracks
The next generation of Russian gymnast
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