

Finally, here's a writeup an American ex-pat friend in Bangkok did for me. He's been on the Russian rails.
Well, I started from Beijing. I got a ticket and had to wait for 10 days in Beijing. I then got the train, a Russian coach. We went up to Harbin and dogglegged to Manzhanouli. The border crossing was quite weird. There was this big walkway on both sides of the border. We got into Russia and switched bogies, because the Russians have a different gauge. Then, we started a massive haul to Moscow. We skirted Lake Baikal, through snow-covered Siberian fields. They were really big properties, they must have been collectives. I met some Russians through a British woman. They were very friendly and mellow, even. I got off at one stop and was late getting on the train. The Russian guard picked me up bodily and put me on the train. He was a powerful man. I enjoyed the Russians I met. I stayed in an apartment in Moscow. It was $7 a night for a bed. I was in Moscow for three days. It was really interesting. St. Basil's was fascinating. I am glad to have seen in then, before it became overrun with glitzy shops. Still, I would like to see it again, in the Summer.
Regards,
Mark Ellis
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