Carpe Diem Haiku – Birobidzhan
The brief stop we make tempts us to go out and leave the train for brief stroll on the cold platform. We find that we are not alone. The very […]
The brief stop we make tempts us to go out and leave the train for brief stroll on the cold platform. We find that we are not alone. The very […]
When a train follow the waterline of a big lake or the sea, you sometimes feel as if the world is divided in two. On the right side of the […]
As I meet the marvels of Irkutsk it feels almost like I’m leaving the newfound reality of the train. I marvel that the normality of being able to walk down […]
As I see the sleepers carrying the steel road passing underneath, I reflect on the contrasts between us, the passengers and those of the navvy workforce making our leisurely trip […]
There are expected stops where we can follow the progress of our trip. They provide a confirmation of progress through the endless parade of taiga spruce. Then there are the […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
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practising for a whole life
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Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
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