In Transit...

Off the trans-Siberian and on to the trains-Mongolian for my last part of my epic train journey from Europe to Asia. 5 hours stuck on a train at the Russia/Mongolia boarder with a old Danish couple who were a little bit odd to say the least. I’m sure they were right out of a Carry On movie or Euro Trash. The guy (I will call the Major) had a huge handlebar moustache and shorts pulled right up to his nipples which I’m sure Simon Cowell would have been proud off. His wife was something else, first off she was wearing pink cycling shorts with a matching shell suit...

The End of the Line...

New city new blog, Irukutsk is my home for 2 nights before I head down to Lake Baikal for the last 5 days. Irukutsk is just like the other cities I’ve visited so far in Russia. Busy, crowded and yes more Lenin statues everywhere. The hostel was nice, very cramped and the bed was very hard so sleeping was a great problem. I met loads of great people who gave me the low down on where to go by the lake. The places where most backpackers end up are either Olkhon Island or Listvyanka. I chose the island as I had more time and is further away from civilization. Olkhon...

Here comes Carnage!...

I’m Back! Trust me to be on the Trans-Siberian with a complete monster when it comes to Alcohol. I set off from a very hot Moscow yesterday at 21:25, it is now 14:25 the following day and I still have nine hours till I reach my next destination of Yekinateburg which is the boarder between Europe and Asia. I find my carriage and plonk myself down waiting to see who I’ll be sharing with. A few minutes later a tearful Russian lady comes and sits down. I’m guessing she had just left family in Moscow as a big group of them were waving her off when the train...

Beard Watch...

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