After almost 2 weeks of train travel through Russia’s cities and Siberia’s wilderness, I’m at a loss about where to start this wrap up. Given that I’m off again this evening (overnight train to Ulan-Ude, Siberia) I’ll do a bullet point wrap up for each place we’ve visited, and the trains as a whole.

Sadly, Red Square is cordoned off until mid-September in preparation for Moscow Day – meaning Potato, Bryce and I only got to see it from afar, and St. Basil’s from the backside.

My flight from JFK to Moscow was an alcohol-soaked adventure that I will never forget.

There is something utterly spellbinding about the Trans-Siberian Railway. The brutally hot summers in the Gobi desert, the terrifyingly cold winters in Siberia and the sheer massiveness of 10 time zones in going from Point A to Point B all contribute to the magnetic appeal of the trip.