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5 nov. 2012

Organising (and ruining) your Trans-Siberian train experience

Hey loves!

Now is the time for you to learn more about taking the Trans-Siberian train. Yes, yes, it's a life changing experience and I'm so lucky to have done it - what ever. Spare me your boring comments and let me handle the talking, will you? 

So, basically I took it from Vladivostok to Irkutsk, spend one day at the Baikal lake, then from Irkutsk to Moscow. Wait, I'm not starting properly. There are many other routes: the mainstream people will take the Trans-Mongolian route, from Beijing to Moscow through Ulan-Bator; the weirdos will take the Trans-Mandchourian route (same same but different: just not going through Mongolia) and the real travellers, fearless, dary (and too cheap to get visas for both China and Mongolia) will board the Trans-Siberian train in Vladivostok. And there are some others routes within the Trans-Siberian route. What's not to follow? 

Here's a map to stay focused (for the mentally challenged people in the audience): 
Courtesy of yourmother.com 

I knew I would take the train and not the plane back home - yes, excuse me if I have a soul - but was a bit reluctant to the idea of spending one week alone reading books and pretenting I'm having a good time
So I spammed my good friend Lucas from Berlin and he was in! I was so relieved to realise I wouldn't have to endure the terrible burden of small talk with my 2nd and 3rd personalities.
What can I say about that whole trip? Of course it was awesome. But this statement, though as true and accurate as hell, won't provide you with the information you might need, so I'll be more specific and answer your questions. 


How did you plan the whole trip? 

It was kind of easy. There are plenty of sites that explain you (better than this shitty blog) the different routes, price, and categories of carriage. Sites such as http://seat61.com/Trans-Siberian.htm or http://www.waytorussia.net/
Oh no, now most of you suckers will stop reading my blog and go check the other sites... Damn, I was never good at marketing! 

Anyway. I had to get a Russian visa at the Osaka Consulate, but I'll explain that in a post later, otherwise this would take forever - and I'm already late for my therapy session.  
We were both ok with the idea of being plain cheap and taking 3rd class, at least for a part of the trip. I wanted to leave Japan end of September, so the timeframe was settled. It would take something like one week from Vladi to Moscow, plus one day at the Baikal lake. FYI I'm not talking about some quagmire  or some swamp where congenital Siberians go fish, pee or mate. People, pay your respect to the biggest (in surface) AND deepest freshwater reservoir on the whole planet. Plus, its water is so clear you can see all the way to hell. No, seriously, the water is among the clearest on Earth. But mainstream tourists don't know that and just go there because it's a UNESCO World Heritage Site since 1996. Wow, this blog is so educational it gives me a headache! 
I wanted to stay longer and enjoy the nature and stuff, but it was not meant to be - we had to arrive earlier in Moscow, hence giving us only one day to swoon and admire the aquatic wonders of Baikal Lake
There are other cities along the Trans-Siberian line worth staying longer than just 20 minutes on the platform, but we didn't have time. And if you want more info, I would advise you to buy a proper travel guide, you damn cheapo! What do you think I am, a travel agency or what? 

Anyway. It all went as planed! Errrr, if I forget the part where we missed the train and had to take a cab to catch it at the next station.... I'll get to that later...

How did you buy the tickets ?

How cute! You thought we booked in advance!! That's adorable. Sorry to disappoint you - but since we suck, we didn't. As members of the Board of the Disgusting Cheapos Society, we didn't go through an agency, nor did we trust the Russian railway company website. Of course we just arrived in Vladivostok after 22h of non-stop ferry from Donghae, South Korea, and went directly to the railway station to ask about tickets. Now, you can't just show up and ask questions in English. This is Russia, hello? 

(Mind you, you also can't enter the post office of Huntsville, Alabama and assume people will speak another language than their Redneck gibberish - it's too bad for Russia that English prevailed as an international language. Poor tourists can only deplore the absence of English-speaking staff in touristy areas. If only Russians were more into English class than into class conflicts!)

Luckily we had met a nice Russian guy on the ferry, and not only did he not kill or steal from us, but he also accompanied us to the railway and translated for us - which was kind of epic, as we still didn't manage to understand anything. The train I had seen during my research was either cancelled or fully booked -  so we settled for a 3rd class compartment in a train leaving at 1am the same evening. It was also a bit more expensive than planed, and we weren't sure of the exact time of arrival in Irkutsk. Buying a ticket at the counter feels like playing Russian roulette. Who knows, you might end up in the gulag... Ahaha! But relax, you're on holidays! 

So, basically, if you are travelling with your mother-in-law or if you are particularly subject to any kind of nevrosis, never consider travelling with me and get your tickets beforehand - especially if you don't speak Russian. You can use this page which explains you step step how to buy a ticket online. http://seat61.com/Russia-trains.htm#Using the Russian Railways website. Or go through an agency, if you are stinking rich. 

How much money did you waste on this ridiculous extravangance? 

Yeah, how much did everything cost? I forgot the exact details - but it was about 210 € from Vladi to Moscow. And it could have been a bit cheaper. It really depends on the train you are taking - some lines are new, some trains are old, some stop at each stations, some don't bother. But basically, taking the train within Russia is cheap. Ok, I just checked and taking a plane would be like 25€ more expensive... and would last 6 days and 17 hours less. But shut up! Planes suck! 

What did you eat on the train? 

A very good point. Because food will, after some time, be your priority and occupation number 1. 

Very healthy breakfast. FYI this is TEA, not beer. 

You have the choice. You can either go eat at the train restaurant  - the 'German cantine' as I call it (because it tastes disgusting and is unhealthy). Quite expensive also. You can also choose to eat stuff you buy from old ladies when the trains stops for a little while at a train station - there are always old ladies who want to sell you anykind of delicious, fat and greasy food. Some vegetarian stuff also. Or if you are intelligent, you buy 3 kilos of cup noodles before boarding the train, but is that really what we want? Produce more trash? 
Another less reliable option would be to squat the first class compartments and beg people who leave the train to hand you the rest of the food they brought onboard. Yeah, Russkies never take a train without at least 2 dozens of boiled eggs, bread, mayonnaise and tomatoes. And chicken breast if you are lucky. 

Anyway, we played it cool and did a mix of everything. Besides the German cantine (where we only had one beer, once) and begging. Ok, actually we just bought cup noodles (please, dear Amazon forest, pardon me) and bread and some veggies and stuff before boarding, and also some delicious pelmeni (kind of Russian raviolis) from old ladies, and all kind of deep fried stuff. Which reminds me I should send flowers to the grave of my diet, burried somewhere in Siberia.

What are the things you need onboard (besides stoicism and sense of masochism)?

You can't survive a train ride that long without vodka (yeah, I'm a drunk, so what? But actually we were almost the only winos onboard, and our provodnik told us it was not allowed - but hey, you can always pretend you're drinking water, right?) . Anyway, you need kitchen stuff like a fork, a sharp knife (in case your neighboor snores) , a spoon and a bowl, plus a tea cup. I used a bottle of beer as a teapot. 

As for the rest, definitely take flip flops or any kind of easy-to-put-on-and-off shoes. When you board the train, enter the Dr. Farnsworth mode: forget about social decency and wear pyjamas (or comfortable clothes) and slippers all the time. Who cares! Everybody's doing it. 

About the entertainment, books and playing cards are always good. And music, if you're a music freak (by music, I mean either MP3 player, harmonica or tuba). If you don't speak the sweet language of Mother Russia, consider getting a 'conversation guide', or at least a dictionnary. We tried a mix of English, German, French, Japanese and even Swahili, but it wasn't enough to communicate... Some pictures of you, your family, dog or warts are also appreciated to help bound with your fellow Russkies. And when you are tired of talking, your earplugs and eye-cover will be quite handy to show your interlocutor that his conversation is no longer appreciated. 

We were a bit too extreme and got us some multipurpose disinfecting spray for the hands, the table, the toilets... Speaking of which: I almost forgot the item number 1, nicknamed 'white Gold' by professionals. I mean toilet paper. If you're lucky, your provodnik (each wagon has 2 employees with day and night shifts) will make sure the common parts are clean and provided with  toilet paper; but you never know. Bottomline: don't forget the White Gold Roll. 

Also keep in mind that you might not have easy access to your luggage during the train ride (they can be stored under the seats of fellow passengers and you don't want to bother that 1m90 Uzbek guy when he's taking a nap), so try and manage to stuff the things you'll need in in a smaller bag. 

What kind of services are provided onboard? 

Luxury breakfast with caviar and champagne included, karaoke room, sauna and a home cinema. Kidding. Though if you are travelling during summer, the whole 3rd compartment might get quite hot and steamy... 

Like I said, depending on your provodnik, your compartment will be cleaned daily or yearly, and there might be tissues, soap and toilet paper... Russian roulette style. 
They provide you with a mattresssome sheets and a small towel. There are some plugs here and there (suitable for basic French or German electric systems), but they are located at the end and at the beginning of the carriage - if you're a misanthropist full of fear, you might want to stay close to your Ipad charging. But people seem to keep an eye on each other's stuff, no need to be paranoid there.  We didn't get anything stolen, although we spent many hours away from our stuff... I'll get there...

And was the whole thing worth it? 

No, I missed one week of my favourite TV show and there wasn't any hot stud onboard. Such a waste of time. 
No dummies, of course it was worth it. I am happy that life, in one of her not-bitchy moments, gave me the opportunity to take this damn train. You're just sitting there, reading books, playing poker, drinking whatever cheap home-made booze you can buy on the platform, thinking about life, thinking about yourself, about your achievements, your dreams, about this blog that might just fade away in the infinity of Internet. 

You're passing through wonderful sceneries, powerful and wide rivers such as the Amour, forests of white trees, small scale meanders, little villages populated by congenital Siberians struggling for a better future (130% of which showing support to Poutvedev). 

You try to talk to people and realise the train is full of Urzbek, Turkmen, Kazahk, Tatar, Kyrgyz (try this playing Scrabble and you'll be annuitant for the rest of your life) - all of them speaking or understanding Russian well enough to communicate with each other. While they are mostly going from point A to B, either going off to work in some factory in a remote area, or returning home to their families after too many months of hard labor, you are travelling. You have the choice between plane or train, and they don't. 

It makes you think. Taking the Trans-Siberian train is a life experience - not necessarily as in life-changing, but as in piece of life. Like scraping the mold of the huge cheddar bowl that is Earth and analysing the fungus that we Humans are. 
So yeah. It was basically worth it. 



I have to go now, but a last word of advice: keep in mind the timetables of the trains. Because the train won't wait for you if you don't come back early enough from your little stroll around the city. I'll get there in the following post. 


Next time... I'll definitely go by foot. 

30 oct. 2012

Home, Europe

Hello freaks ! 

Yes, you've missed me, so what? I'm finally home, back in good old Berlin, after months of wandering around the world and sh**ty countries. I assume you didn't all forget about my existence of semi-professional loser, so I'll update you about the newest news. How about I start by showing off? 

Argentina was fun but expensive - seriously, since when are third world countries more expensive than France? Now that I think about it, I'm starting to regret having set my course to this nevertheless beautiful country, where I began squandering my savings. Ok, I'll stop wining for once. La Paz and Sao Paulo were cool, and the food was great. And YES, you can survive in Argentina without eating those stupid pampa steaks. 

Chile had beautiful landscapes but was a complete disaster... It showed me that, no matter what, you can only count on yourself. And when it comes to me, you can't even count on yourself. For further questions, refer to my shrink. 

Hong Kong was cooler than expected, probably because there was free Wifi at the airport. I was there for a few hours on a Sunday night, after a 14h30 flight from Los Angeles. My expectations were very low - go to the city, see stuff, eat, see stuff, go back to the airport. I managed to do all of those, and even managed to check my mails! Hong Kong is a weird place though - it's Chinese, but also English, and also very international. HK is basically an upgraded version of China, let's call it China_v.2. 

Japan was as stuck-up as your mother-in-law. Even worse - as stuck up as your mother-in-law having hemorroids. I still had a wonderful time, though, as Japanese people are the nicest in the world. And the landscapes are more than stunning. But still - the society is full of tabous and social rules and peer pressure and stuff. Have you ever listened to the song 'The great pretender' by the Platters? Well, it's a bit like that for Japan. Combined with 'The show must go on' by Queen. 
The Article 1 of the Japanese constitution: "Any attempt of showing or feeling any kind of emotions on Japanese soil shall incur criminal liability and might result in application of the death penalty." (What? This quote is a fake? Damn, that will teach me to quote Wikipedia) 
But who are we to judge? 

South Korea is a great country with nice beaches and FUC**NG typhoons looking forward to ruin your holidays. Yeah, travelling in a typhoony region during typhoon season wasn't the best idea I ever had - especially if the travelling part is done by ferry. During 19 hours. But although I was as seasick as shit, I'd do again, and perhaps a 3rd time. But unlike Bender, that wouldn't be it, I'd keep avoiding those bloody planes and take ferries if there are some available. In the name of environment, anti-mainstream and hipster attitude. 
The spicy food was delicious, although those stupid koreans don't understand the concept of vegetarianism. Damn you all! I always had to make sure they didn't add weird sea food or chicken's eyes in my food. 
Besides, Korea is like a cooler version of stuck-up Japan. Don't get me wrong, they are still somewhat uptight - let's say they are just as stuck-up as your tax collector. 

Russia was a breath of fresh air (and cheap alcohol) . People are way more cooler than in Japan & South Korea - by that I mean that they are way more rude. They will slam the door to your face and tell you to fuck off if you are in their way. In Japan, would they do the same, they would commit seppuku. Sooooo better to deal with direct people. Of course, cheap vodka helps, I guess.  

Oh, I almost forgot Lithuania! Vilnius is cute and feels like a village in the countryside (but seriously, who cares about Lithuania? Raise your hand if you knew this country existed). 



It has been a blast - and I managed not to get stolen, nor to get killed. I never lost my passport and was never bitten by street dogs. There were times were it could have gone bad - like going camping in a NON-waterproof tent when a thunderstorm is coming up, or accepting an invitation to spend the evening playing poker in a countryhouse near Moscow with 8 men from Daghestan, Armenia, Georgia or Azerbaidjan - me being the only girl. Aha.

So what did I learn from those 8 last months? Did I become happier? Did it make me a better person? Am I now an adult? Am I wise? 
People, don't be ridiculous. I'll never reach adulthood, nor will I be refered to as wise (read previous paragraph if you doubt this statement). I guess I changed after this wonderful trip, and I think I know what I want and expect from life. Happiness is not something you can buy on the black market in Vladivostok, unfortunately - but I'll keep looking! Seeing different lousy cultures showed me than being European is awesome (even though the Euro currently sucks). 


I did realise something about myself. I had taken a class at the Kyoto University about the Japanese society - one of the only interesting classes. We had to think about the concept of nation and citizenship. I have a French ID and a British passport, a German driving licence, a fake asylum seeker ID and a stolen Portuguese hunter's licence. Which made me realise that I am everything and nothing at the same time. I called you freak at the beginning of this message, but you should be throwing stones at me for being such a weirdo.


So I am back in Berlin and saw wonderful things, met awesome people, and learned a bunch of new stuff. Discovered other ways of life, and was pleased to realise that no other country reaches the greatness of the French culture. Yes, you all suck! Which made me realise that I'm not entirely home yet. Sorry Deutschland, but France wins. Mostly because of the food! 


Quand reverrai-je, hélas, de mon petit village
fumer la cheminée; et en quelle saison
reverrai-je le clos de ma pauvre maison
qui m'est une province, et beaucoup davantage? 

If you can name the poet, I'll post a video of me pole-dancing! 



Next time, you'll know more about how shitty the Japanese universities are. Because they suck!!!