I've realised that I've probably not explained how my journey on the Trans-Siberian Railway works. Basically there is a small group of us, seven in all, and we are met at each stop by our Honcho, a new one at each location. It is their job to to help and point us in the right direction.
In St Petersburg I kind of expected the Honcho to wear a poncho, she wasn't (but apparently they do in Mongolia).Anyway without her (Marsha) we would have been completely lost in every way. In the bars when we are being shouted at by the barmaids we just tend to offer more money until Marsha will rescue the situation and translate that less money is required but in change. And when she orders our food it is fine, but twice I tried going it alone and found myself with a cabbage pancake and tomato juice, both things are far from what I'd planned and seem very wrong to me!
I will stay close to my Honcho from now on, but tomorrow I'm going to attempt to speak only in Russian (to Russians). Tomorrow I will be hungry.
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Hi Nicola.
ReplyDeleteTomato juice is good! Fluid tomato sauce - should be right up your street. Cabbage pancakes? I was wondering what to cook tonight, I might give it a go.
Good luck with the Russion tomorrow. Honcho with a poncho - I can feel a limmerick coming on!
Love as always.
Mum xx
It is even grimmer without you. What about men?
ReplyDeleteLove Linda Jennings
Seems like your going to start on the smash earlier than expected. Have great time.
ReplyDeleteLove Dad xxx