1/17/2011
11:12pm
5 hours into the trans-mongolian express venture. Left Piter's in a freezing blizzard. I was totally exhausted after spending all last night listening to the second most important jets game in history. great game but the 3:40am ending time, not so good. spaced out that the hermitage was closed today but had a nice swing through the russian museum instead. Loved a giant oil painting called "the wave." A ship being tossed violently in a storm. Cool shades of blue.
Settling into our 4 person coupe. Jill is studying china, the twins are playing their favorite self designed game of draw poker known as "exchange". It makes anaconda hi/low seem very basic. If they had weapons they both would be dead by now. We have a good supply of clementines, rice krispies, tinned herring, cheese, jam, bread, a bit of nice red caviar and the requisite bottle of vodka. We got off to a good start with our wagon's provodnitsa, Zoya, who has the requisite kooky haircut and nice, but stern, manner.
The berths are small but comfortable. Featuring a conveniently located table. We are not too close nor too far to the toilet. The Mac is pumping out some old pink floyd and one feels that a serious adventure is underfoot.
I can picture the scene so well! I love it that a small coupe becomes a home, that the kids imaginations unfold to reflect the travels and all to a backdrop of pink Floyd!
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