I don't understand how people function without toilet privacy. I just don't. It was an absolute struggle through the Silk Roadistan Tour when I had to not only deal with the dreaded squatter, but also, the squatter with no doors.
Art, grand staircases, columns, high ceilings, crown molding, gold trim. The State Hermitage Museum is everything you'd expect from over-the-top Russia, but what exactly caught most of my attention? Read on, friends.
Remember when I took the Trans-Mongolian train from China to Russia? Remember when I discussed why we worked with Real Russia to get those train tickets, and also the electricity situation while on-board?
When you’re traveling long-term with limited gear in your bags and won’t be getting off a train for several days, you probably want to know a thing or two about the setup along the way… perhaps whether or not there are power outlets for you to charge your gear.
As you all know, a big part of the Silk Roadistan tour was the big bad Trans-Mongolian railway journey. Before you ask: Yes, it was awesome. I plan to blog thoroughly about the trip in detail, but just to get you caught up, here is the atypical Trans-Mongolian railway route.
Australia is a remote country — so remote that getting anywhere takes time and money. And, if you want to get to the USA to visit your family, to Europe to crash a blog conference, or to your next random country in your plans to check off all former Soviet countries in the world, then it is going to come down to making some hard choices, and pretty much choosing one over the other.
Topped with a dollop of smetana and a smathering of dill, this traditional borscht soup recipe was brought to you by the 3 Russian ladies at the 8th Floor Hostel in Tomsk — all 3 of which slaved away for hours in the kitchen to give us foreigners a taste of the real deal.
Locals smoked, ate, and drank raki like it was going out of business. There was a slight fog only cleared by the cool wet air that blew in at every open of the front door. The sounds of Turkish tongues clacked quickly in excited chatter. And there we were — the awkward foreigners trying hard to be at ease as we knew...