day 102, still on the train

Slept pretty damn well considering the bed is 2 foot wide and the train isn’t the most modern. First thing I wake up to is boris in the corridor with his shirt off looking a fucking state. Seb had finished Gary Neville’s autobiography so cracked through that during the day, most of it pretty standard and formulaic though there were a few things that made me laugh about how things were done and made me miss playing football. In-between Gaz we played uno, stopped off at Perm, which is the last big city before entering the Ural mountains and Siberia, got some chicken and potatoes off some Russian woman on the platform which was excellent,  had another stop at Ekaterinburg where did meself some noodles and ate them while walking round the train station, and the city is located on the asia/Europe boarder, and was also where the Tsar family were killed. Also during the day I stuck my head out of the window which was fabulous, (like a dog, Beethoven comes to mind) was really cool to see the train roll around corners and past forests and fields and odd settlements. In the evening had a game of Kings and a few drinks, though a few too many for Brian who ended up not feeling great, but was a thoroughly enjoyable day.