August 2008
It wasn't as long and boring as one might imagine, I managed to fill the days eating, sleeping, drinking hot vodka tea, eating and sleeping some more. Skye and I were sharing our carriage with a whole bunch of Army boys who didn't start talking to us in our compartment till day three. Andreas was the most confident of them and kind of made a pest of himself with us and the two other girls in our compartment.
Day one we shared the compartment with Tatiana, a teacher who was dressed all in pink and another Army boy, Ivan , separate from the others in the carriage. He spoke no English but apparently if you want to meet a girl in Russia, number one is Vodka, number two is a compliment, then number three is all that comes after. So it really can be as easy as 1, 2, 3. He also wanted to learn Army English and things to say to start a fight, we didn't teach him either. Russian boys have to do National Service and the boys in our carriage had been in the army from when they were sixteen they were in their early twenties. Having been in the Army they are then not allowed to leave the country for seven years. At least that's what I was getting from the communications between us, Tatiana and Ivan.
Morning of day two we got two new compartment mates, two ladies who didn't rally speak to us, but they did offer us a very yummy chocolate - kind of like a coffee flavoured Milky Way, which is didn't have the pleasure of having another one.
Day three's activity was going to the restaurant cart, it was quite nice, I had a very yummy beef stroganoph. The whole journey was broken up by various twenty minute breaks which was nice to stretch out legs and maybe find something to buy from the veggie ladies or the stalls. We arrived to Moscow about five minutes late and to a very rainy day.
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