I came across some travel notebook from previous adventures. This is the first from a trip to Russia visiting an old school friend who was working there.
One half of carriage faces backwards
Two seats on each side, 64 in all
Carriage 11 – many more!
AC took a while
Man with crisps and drinks
Smelly, undesirable toilet
Plenty of leg room
Table pulls up between chairs
Wooden houses amid small allotments
Varying in size and style
Larger the further out of Moscow
Trees, lots of trees!
Cloud cover, full
2 ½ hours from Moscow
Houses seem to have double windows
Green seats covered with blue swirly patterned stretch covers. My water bottle tucked into the seat pocket along with an empty crisp packet. The air previous filled with acid toilet smells is tainted with strong, sweet perfume as a passenger returns to her seat. Two older ladies in front: one blond, the other dark wearing a hair bun net and frill. Across the passage what seems like a family. Dad sleeps with chair fully back. Mum in seat behind dressed in pink is petite, phone around her neck, heads to the toilet. Waves of previous smell wafts back. Her daughter, equally petite sits by the window reading a very old book and making pencil marks at foot of page. She has and still is eating small orange coloured fruits – slightly larger than a marble. Splitting their apparently soft flesh with her nails showing a small stone. She sucks away the flesh and moves on to the next one. Mum has returned to her seat now in different pink clothing. No other travellers are visible. Ruth dozes rocking with the jerky movement of the train. Two guide books lie on the table promising delights and sights.