Internet ne rabotayet.
I do the posts offline, at least until I fix the connectivit.
Wsya Rossiya budyet rabotat Internet they said. They lied, mean people.

Update. I lied. Without knowing that.
Internet works, I just needed to reboot the tablet 😉

We’re still in the train and I must tell you, there’s nothing special here. Constant landscape outside the window, trees, forrest, sometimes a wooden house appears.
Nobody tries to familiarize with anybody, everyone does on its own, no tourists but us in the carriage. You can feel it’s Russia only from the music, which seems to be an unmovable aspect of this trip: we have a Russian folk coming from the speaker you can’t turn off.
I took my music with me, but I guess it won’t be useful, at least at this train.

Babushka from the opposite seat says I have a mole above my eye. I shot back she has the same moles on her ears. I get in return that I have inky shoulders.
She won.
To finish me off she adds “look, I have lived many years, so I look aged. Imagine, how would I look if I had such inked arms?
K.O.
Yeah, go an put yourself on the ritz with tattoos and an eyebrow piercing.

We have just passed the Sharya station. And I came though the first fight with provodnitsa. While having a stop on the station I went to buy a few beers (by the way, they are so expensive! 45 RUB a bottle, it’s more than 1€! Am I in Russia?). Just when I was entering the carriage back, she started to yell at me, that drinking alcohol is forbidden in the train. I grew stupid, as usually noone cares about it. I barked her back to go off and just passed by her, yet I started to wonder what was the reason of her problem. Maybe I was too ostentatious and hid the bottles not well enough? Well, the plastic bag was black, with full opacity. Maybe it was the ping of the bottles? Anyway I got my slating.

In general, Russia is full of such laws which are being obeyed just theoretically – officially you can’t smoke cigarettes or drink alcohol inside the train, but everybody does that. But, at the end gives a whip to the people in charge in case they don’t like you. The thing is how much you care and how much it can bother you 🙂

As for me – be persistent but don’t seek unnecessary tensions. There is always a solution:

See you later! 🙂