Yekaterinburg railway station.
Waiting for a train. That will be more than three hours late. Something malevolent is trying to explode its way out of my guts. 505 more words
After a week in Sofia, I found myself in Plovdiv. This involved train journey of around three hours (costing a bargain €4.50). My train experience wasn’t too bad, just a little confusing because destinations are only written in cyrillic, necessitating scrutinising my ticket and trying to find a matching place on the destination board. 367 more words