06/29/2006: reached in the early hours of the morning we cross the border. The train is a long time in Poland. This rise to the Belarusian border guards. The car attendants and passengers wake us soon come the controls - the first Polish then the White Russian.
The Belarusian control is carried out on behalf of the Russian Federation. On the border between Belarus and Russia, it will never be any more checks. Although we therefore first in the transit country Belarus are, so to speak, we have also passes the outer border of Russia.
The checks have not really awake can be, so we continue to dawn as the train is uncoupled for gauging the wider Russian gauge in sections and the Umspurhallen is rolled. Here I observe - lying face down on my bed - the bustle of the railway workers, while we float with the lifts in the air. And I always nod again. Half asleep, I experienced the gauging procedure and rolling into the station of Brest. Our car was there been separated from the rest of the train that would go directly to Moscow and yes we were on a siding at the east end of the station "parked". The train to Kazan was only hours later deployed and coupled our car there be.
Inwischen were all awake and had her morning toilet and breakfast behind - time for a walk. The Provodniza us asked us not too far away from the wagon - he could also be out ranked somewhere in between. Probably she was more afraid we would forget the time or get lost. Ultimately, we respected their request and strolled back only to the station and, while Oliver was a lot of photos. I had (unfortunately) waived to bring my camera.
Somewhere there was a shunting locomotive moved into our siding and our car was coupled to the train to Kazan and subsequently provided before the Brest railway station. Our stop in Brest thus lasted about 8 hours from 3:05 bis 11:13 clock time clock Eastern European (of which we were sleeping or dozing but the first few hours).
But then we rolled through Belarus - now on a broad Russian track and having weighed the calming and rhythmic banging the bogies.
This day between two nights in a "small" umspurfähigen standard gauge wagon , which is exceptional in addition to the broad gauge wagons a little thin (see photo on the left or see here), was used that day to meet people. This meant in the first place: we get to know Christian and Christian gets to know us. Of course, the Christian was particularly curious, since we already other four for the second time and went for him as a "newcomer Baikal" the experience was driven. But his experience as a professional engineer should we have a great support to the Baikal be.
The stop in Minsk I was among the many still well remembered for, as I (or from the perspective of the train) the city but to be quite impressive warnahm.
On one of the first extended maintenance on Russian territory, finally our first ruble were used and we are covered with a fresh food - from ice cream to beer what it takes so the train. In Smolensk finally dawned
it already and we walked one last time for today on the platform. Then we rolled into the night and on the Podmoskowye (Moscow region) to.
The checks have not really awake can be, so we continue to dawn as the train is uncoupled for gauging the wider Russian gauge in sections and the Umspurhallen is rolled. Here I observe - lying face down on my bed - the bustle of the railway workers, while we float with the lifts in the air. And I always nod again. Half asleep, I experienced the gauging procedure and rolling into the station of Brest. Our car was there been separated from the rest of the train that would go directly to Moscow and yes we were on a siding at the east end of the station "parked". The train to Kazan was only hours later deployed and coupled our car there be.
Inwischen were all awake and had her morning toilet and breakfast behind - time for a walk. The Provodniza us asked us not too far away from the wagon - he could also be out ranked somewhere in between. Probably she was more afraid we would forget the time or get lost. Ultimately, we respected their request and strolled back only to the station and, while Oliver was a lot of photos. I had (unfortunately) waived to bring my camera.
Somewhere there was a shunting locomotive moved into our siding and our car was coupled to the train to Kazan and subsequently provided before the Brest railway station. Our stop in Brest thus lasted about 8 hours from 3:05 bis 11:13 clock time clock Eastern European (of which we were sleeping or dozing but the first few hours).
This day between two nights in a "small" umspurfähigen standard gauge wagon , which is exceptional in addition to the broad gauge wagons a little thin (see photo on the left or see here), was used that day to meet people. This meant in the first place: we get to know Christian and Christian gets to know us. Of course, the Christian was particularly curious, since we already other four for the second time and went for him as a "newcomer Baikal" the experience was driven. But his experience as a professional engineer should we have a great support to the Baikal be.
The stop in Minsk I was among the many still well remembered for, as I (or from the perspective of the train) the city but to be quite impressive warnahm.
On one of the first extended maintenance on Russian territory, finally our first ruble were used and we are covered with a fresh food - from ice cream to beer what it takes so the train. In Smolensk finally dawned
it already and we walked one last time for today on the platform. Then we rolled into the night and on the Podmoskowye (Moscow region) to.
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