The last leg of the train ride. Irkutsk -> Ulan-Bataar

This is post 9 of 11 in the series “Trans-Siberian Railroad”

  1. Pre-trip preparations!
  2. Waking up in Warsaw!
  3. Warsaw, vodka and visas
  4. Hello Moscow – good to see you again!
  5. Russian cities and trains
  6. Banya in Yekaterinburg
  7. The second leg of the train ride: Yekaterinburg -> Irkutsk
  8. Irkutsk – Near the great Lake Baikal
  9. The last leg of the train ride. Irkutsk -> Ulan-Bataar
  10. Mongolia – 2 day tour!
  11. The end of the trip – our last night in Ulan-bataar

The last leg of the train ride was very different from the other two legs.

Ulanbataar - Moscow
Ulanbataar – Moscow

First of all it was now the trans-mongolian railroad with final destination in ulan-baatar. This meant that there were practically no russians aboard but only mongolians. And they weren’t just travellers  but traders stacking huge amount of goods. One lady had goods in pretty much every compartment, stretching over several carriages!

Some of her packages
Some of her packages

Second of all we didn’t go to the restaurant van, we didn’t drink vodka (okay I didn’t, Nikolaj had a little bit) and we shared compartment with a british couple. Unfortunately I don’t have any pictures! But I do have a picture of the train from a platform which isnt’t really a platform but just the tracks:)

Crossing the tracks and not having an actual platform is no problem!
Crossing the tracks and not having an actual platform is no problem!

We spent the whole trip playing cards (Uno and Durak), watching out the window and getting our passports checked at the border. The view of lake Baikal from the train was spectacular though!

Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
Some pics from the train
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  • Mongolia – 2 day tour!

    This is post 10 of 11 in the series “Trans-Siberian Railroad”

    1. Pre-trip preparations!
    2. Waking up in Warsaw!
    3. Warsaw, vodka and visas
    4. Hello Moscow – good to see you again!
    5. Russian cities and trains
    6. Banya in Yekaterinburg
    7. The second leg of the train ride: Yekaterinburg -> Irkutsk
    8. Irkutsk – Near the great Lake Baikal
    9. The last leg of the train ride. Irkutsk -> Ulan-Bataar
    10. Mongolia – 2 day tour!
    11. The end of the trip – our last night in Ulan-bataar

    We arrived in Mongolia early in the morning (6:30) and as the gobi hostel was providing free transport to their hostel and because we heard good things about it, we took their bus to the hostel.

    When we got there, there was alot of people – but also breakfast and coffee and a shower and a toilet. So we took care of all that and thought about what to do next. Luckily that sorted itself out as two swiss guys (francois and steve) asked around if anyone wanted to go on a two day/one night tour with them (it’s cheaper if you go more people). We said why not and joined. We left that very same morning at 9am.

    The tour included a driver, an english-speaking guide, gas, overnight sleeping in a ger (see picture) at a nomadic family, horse riding, trekking, food and various entrance fees.

    This is a ger. It is the tents that nomadic mongols sleep it. It can be taken down in about 1h
    This is a ger. It is the tents that nomadic mongols sleep in. It can be taken down in about 1h

    We got out to our ride which I must say I was quite envious over! I would love to go roadtripping in it and that’s definitely on my to-do list for next time I’m in Mongolia. Our driver was called Eaggi, didn’t speak much english but was still pretty awesome!

    Eaggi our driver and our ride
    Eaggi our driver and our ride
    Francois, Nikolaj, Steve and Anand (our guide)
    Francois, Nikolaj, Steve and Anand (our guide) inside a ger

    The first thing we did was drive to an ovoo (a shamanistic symbol) which is a pile of rocks. It serves to please the spirits in the mountains. In Mongolia believe that every mountain has a spirit and therefore you will find these ovoos on every mountain in Mongolia. To please the spirits you take 3 rocks and walk around the ovoo. Every time you’ve gone a full circle, you throw one of the rocks.

    An ovoo
    An ovoo

    I also tried holding a vulture. You know how I love animals!

    A vulture!
    A vulture!

    Next stop was our lunch spot but we didn’t get lunch yet. We did, however, get some tea-milk which is not as good as it sounds. It was a mixture of warm cow’s milk and water that tasted… well weird. We had a cup and I drank it but it wasn’t exactly my favourite. Later we trekked to a monastery and then we had lunch. Good lunch!

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    The view from the monastery
    The view from the monastery

    After that we went to the Gorkhi Terelj National Park and saw some spectacular landscapes as well as the turtle rock. It’s called that because it looks like a turtle!

    Turtle rock
    Turtle rock
    A storm is coming
    A storm is coming
    A storm is coming
    A storm is coming

    Finally we went and saw the Genghis Khan statue. It is approximately 60 meters high! Quite big and you could get into the horses head:

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    The face of the statue from taken from the horse
    The face of the statue from taken from the horse
    View from the statue
    View from the statue
    Some traditionally dressed Mongols!
    Some traditionally dressed Mongols!
    The Genghis Khaan statue
    The Genghis Khaan statue
    The Genghis Khaan statue
    The Genghis Khaan statue

    After that we went for another bumpy ride over the fields. No paved roads – just some dirt tracks far away from the city until we finally arrived at the nomadic family we were supposed to spend the night with.

    Let me tell you a little about the family. It was the parents and (if i remember correctly) 4 kids. They seemed very comfortable with everything and weren’t bothered by such petitesses as rain, cowpoo, the toilet basically being a hole in the ground or eating/drinking insane amounts of milk. Or trekking 3kms up a mountain and back. The parents didn’t speak much but they were very friendly providing food, shelter and lighted up the stove inside our ger to keep us warm. The kids were very active and spoke a little english. We played basketball with them and they followed us around 🙂 Other than the family – we were the only ones there!

    When we arrived they served milk. All kinds of milk. Milk candy you chew, milk cheese, milk cream, milk butter, hot milk, milk tea, sour milk and of course just milk. It was a milky bonanza! They also served bread and “normal” tea. We tried some of it and some of it was very nice, some of it wasn’t so much. Live and learn 🙂

    Here are some pictures I took while at the family.

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    3 of the kids and a horse
    3 of the kids and a horse

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    The 2nd youngest getting water from the well
    The 2nd youngest getting water from the well
    the 2nd youngest clapping a wounded sheep (broken leg)
    the 2nd youngest clapping a wounded sheep (broken leg)
    The youngest
    The youngest
    Drinking water
    Drinking water and the toilet in the background

    In the afternoon we went for a trek to the nearest mountain. It was very fun. Two of the kids and our guide joined us. A funny note is that we wondered what crickets were called in Mongolia but they kept making such a “tschaa tschaa” sound and therefore we just called them that. We later found out, that that’s pretty much also the mongolian word for it!

    The kids had fun picking up some straws that turn into some kind of small leafy spears that stick to your clothes. They spent alot of time throwing that on us and all in all it was good times! We also picked up the crickets with our hands and held them. They were actually quite slow!

    On the way to the mountain we saw this thing on the field. Our guide told is it was to protect from evil spirits. This thing attracted the evil spirits and held them captured inside. To go near it (cross the rocks on the ground) would be a very very bad idea and would cause you great trouble later!

    The object holding evil spirits
    The object holding evil spirits

    We finally got to the top and I snapped some pictures. Taking pictures from your smartphone really doesn’t do this landscape justice!!

    View from top of mountain
    View from top of mountain
    View from top of mountain
    View from top of mountain

    In the evening we ate, played some cards and a had a few beers with the father, our driver (Eaggi) and our guide (Anand)

    The next morning we got up early and went horse riding. That was also great fun.  Nikolajs horse was defective and didn’t really want to go but the 3 of us (me and the two swiss guys) had a great race between us where suddenly all 3 horses started galloping (and i almost fell off) but in the end i won! My horse (bin laden) beat sarkozy and Putin (the swiss guys horses)by a horses hair while Obama (Nikolaj’s horse) didn’t stand a chance.

    We saw a monastery and rode back. This time galloping almost all the way. We were become real pros!

    Lama paintings near the monastery
    Lama paintings near the monastery

    After the horseride our guide had secured us (after a lot of begging) a place where we could try some airag which is a traditional mongolian drink made from fermented mare’s milk (a mare is a type of horse). It had a little bit of alcohol in it from the fermentation but not very much. It tasted a bit like sour milk but wasn’t all that bad really. I had half of bowl of it and could see why alot of mongolians like it

    The ger where we found the airag
    The ger where we found the airag
    Nikolaj tasting Airag http://www.mongolfood.info/en/recipes/airag.html
    Nikolaj tasting Airag
    http://www.mongolfood.info/en/recipes/airag.html

    After the horse ride we drove back to the hostel but not before stopping to see another mongolian symbol. This is the opposite of what we saw earlier, namely an object holding good spirits. This thing held all the good spirits and blessed the sorroundings. It also holds alot of buddhist books as when they are no longer needed you can’t just thrown them out or burn them. They are holy. They are then kept in here for protection.

    Object holding the good spirits. Old buddhism books are kept here as they cant just be burned/discarded
    Object holding the good spirits. Old buddhism books are kept here as they cant just be burned/discarded

    We arrived safely back at the hostel in the afternoon and took a shower! All in all a great great trip with lots of things learned after which I truly feel that 3 days is not enough for Mongolia. We need more time! Luckily we still had the evening and a full day the next day.

  • Warsaw, vodka and visas

    This is post 3 of 11 in the series “Trans-Siberian Railroad”

    1. Pre-trip preparations!
    2. Waking up in Warsaw!
    3. Warsaw, vodka and visas
    4. Hello Moscow – good to see you again!
    5. Russian cities and trains
    6. Banya in Yekaterinburg
    7. The second leg of the train ride: Yekaterinburg -> Irkutsk
    8. Irkutsk – Near the great Lake Baikal
    9. The last leg of the train ride. Irkutsk -> Ulan-Bataar
    10. Mongolia – 2 day tour!
    11. The end of the trip – our last night in Ulan-bataar

    We ended up couchsurfing at a sweet polish girl named kasia and her boyfriend and her roommate Pawel. We also met up with a friend of mine from earlier, Anna, and finally we did very little sightseeing and… drumroll: WE GOT OUR VISAS and passports back from the belarussian embassy.

    kasia and her boyfriend
    kasia and her boyfriend

    There is so much to tell in so few days its impossible to get it all down in writing. Many vodkas were drunk and many laughs were made!

    I’ll just dive into one detail that concerned us the most: our visas.

    Still a little hungover from the night before we entered the belarussian embassy at 1pm . We saw from the polish track and trace that our letter is not delivered and that it had been sent out for delivery again the same morning.

    Our heats pounced as we went to the teller to see if she knew anything. we didnt stay at the counter for long before she knew who we were. “are you the danish people?”.Reluctantly we answered yes to which she continued “first of all.we are not a post office!, and second of all ,visa application is between 9-12. come back tomorrow”. Well apparently they have the visas but also apparently she wasnt happy!

    Afraid to hear the answer we asked if the visas could be done before tuesday evening (one day after) as we had to catch a train… Still not fully convinced we left the embasssy after a short “DA” (russian for yes). She wasnt happy but after all itwas good news.They had all the docments and we could get them in time.

    That night we celebrated

    Tuesday morning we got up at 7am and were at the embassy at 8:30.After 1,5 hours we got in and got in line at the “english” counter. Another guy from Slovenia was there and we asked him how hard it was to which he replied : “you have no idea!!!”.He promptly got rejected for the third time for him and now it was our turn.

    We got up to the counter and didnt say a word as she just looked at us : ah,you. She recognized us from the day before and knew what to do. She got back with our applications and asked for two signatures. we gave them and she gave us our 80 euros back… we didnt know why but we soon found out. we couldnt pay cash. she gave us a note and told us to go a nearby bank and transfer the money so we did.

    the note and money
    the note and money

    Not too thrilled to look into another 1,5 line of waiting to deliver the receipt we walked to the front of the line and i asked the guard to let us in (i didnt say anything i just waved the receipt) and luckily (!) he let us in! 5minutes later i was out and we got the magic stamp. We could pick them up at3 the same day

    line outside embassy
    line outside embassy

    After a nice day in the park

    the park
    the park

    we got our passports!!

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    we couldnt believe how lucky we were.

    Tonight we will celebrate

    tomorrow we will continue our journey towards moscow!

    NOTE: during this whole time we had alot of back up plans. flying to minsk as you can get instant visa there, flying to moscow, flying home to get the passports if the package was returned home, and of course bribing our way across the border .. but luckily we didnt have to!

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  • Waking up in Warsaw!

    This is post 2 of 11 in the series “Trans-Siberian Railroad”

    1. Pre-trip preparations!
    2. Waking up in Warsaw!
    3. Warsaw, vodka and visas
    4. Hello Moscow – good to see you again!
    5. Russian cities and trains
    6. Banya in Yekaterinburg
    7. The second leg of the train ride: Yekaterinburg -> Irkutsk
    8. Irkutsk – Near the great Lake Baikal
    9. The last leg of the train ride. Irkutsk -> Ulan-Bataar
    10. Mongolia – 2 day tour!
    11. The end of the trip – our last night in Ulan-bataar

    Hello!

    Today we woke up in Warsaw! Not only did we hitchhike from denmark to warsaw in a about 30 hours, we also ended up meeting the nicest truck driver and his family. His name is Cristoph and at the time of writing we are sitting at his computer in his house with his kids running around and all is good 🙂

    This is Cristoph:
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    As luck would have it, their neighbours daughter were having a party and we were invited. Its the one in “red” that just turned 21.

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    We brought some danish “1enkelt” and some polish sobiesky vodka and we were good to go.

    But to sum it all up we are now ready to embark on more adventures in Poland. Including the whole “getting our passports” problem mentioned earlier. The only thing we know is that the mail with our passports have been “delayed”..

    That’s it for now!

    Andreas

  • The end of the trip – our last night in Ulan-bataar

    This is post 11 of 11 in the series “Trans-Siberian Railroad”

    1. Pre-trip preparations!
    2. Waking up in Warsaw!
    3. Warsaw, vodka and visas
    4. Hello Moscow – good to see you again!
    5. Russian cities and trains
    6. Banya in Yekaterinburg
    7. The second leg of the train ride: Yekaterinburg -> Irkutsk
    8. Irkutsk – Near the great Lake Baikal
    9. The last leg of the train ride. Irkutsk -> Ulan-Bataar
    10. Mongolia – 2 day tour!
    11. The end of the trip – our last night in Ulan-bataar

    Returning from our trip (see: 2 day trip in Mongolia ), we reached Ulan-bataararound 4pm but since the gobi hostel was fully booked we had to find another hostel. We decided to meet with the swiss for dinner in the evening and went on our way to the new hostel.

    The new hostel was called Lotus and was run by orphans which is really an appealing fact about this place and something great to support. When we got our room it was shared with a bunch of australians and the next room was with a whole bunch of volounteers from Edinburgh.

    Sidenote: The reason for the volounteers is that Ulan-bataar is one of the most polluted towns in the world – even more than beijing. Especially in the winter. It has 6 power plants inside city limits which produce alot of pollution as well as traffic. Furthermore, since the winters can be extremely cold, a large part of the nomads move to the city in the winther but when they move away they simply burn everything they leave. This also pollutes. Finally, as the capital is also the coldest capital in the world (because of the insane cold in the winter and nights), the cold works as a dome around the city, pushing the pollution “down” so to speak. This means that you can’t see more than 3-4 meters in front of you and even inside houses you can see the blurry effect that comes from pollution.

    Well, anyway. The australians seemed merry and we shared a few shots of vodka and decided to meet up at a microbrewery in UB (ulan-bataar) later in the evening but first we went out to meet the swiss.

    We met with the swiss and went for mongolian grill. An all you can eat for about 10 EUR each. This involved a very large buffet with 5 kinds of meat: sheep, goat, horse, beef and chicken. You took your raw meat (and salads) to a central grill where the chef would then cook it for you. Very very delicious. They also did a show where the chef threw around his knives and there was music and a light show and things like that. Much like the japanese Teppanyaki.

    The grill getting ready
    The grill getting ready

    In the evening we went to the microbrewery where amongst others I talked to a mongolian couchsurfer host and a canadian journalist. After the brewery, the party continued at the hostel (I had stopped drinking though) which included hair-cutting, story telling from our travels as well as fairytale storytelling by a dutch woman (Nadine) that had the sweetest mix of dialect coming from her original dutch accent mixed with australian. She was a special kids teacher so I guess having a nice calming voice really comes in handy.

    We also met: Garreth, a hilarious type that had to catch a plane the next day towards new adventures. Jonathan the canadian journalist who never once during his travels in russia said he was a journalist. Harry who left us a very nice note, was generally pleasing to be around, and michael and emily an engaged couple travelling on to russia who were also very sweet. Evenings and people like these are why travelling is amazing!

    The next day (wednesday) we were going to relax as we had to catch the plane next morning at 7 and real work (monday) suddenly wasn’t so far away anymore. We saw a monument raised by the russians, celebrating the soviet union and the black market (not because it was actually stolen goods – the name was literally “the black market”), a huuuge market in ulan-bataar which sold everything. Everything.

    Soviets beating the japanese
    Soviets beating the japanese
    Soviets beating the nazis
    Soviets beating the nazis
    Soviets and china (I think)
    Soviets and china (I think)
    The soviet union in all it's glory
    The soviet union in all it’s glory

    View from the soviet monument

    View from the soviet monument

    Below is a picture from the black market in the “stoves department”. Every single ger had stoves like this inside:

    Stoves for sale. These were inside every ger
    Stoves for sale. These were inside every ger

    As usual, we took the public transportation:

    Riding the bus
    Riding the bus

    Finally, for the danes out there. This is probably funny to you!

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    After we got home, it was late. We had some korean food and went to bed.

    The next morning at 3:50 am we got up and took the taxi to the Ulan-bataar airport. As a last reminder of how mongolia is much different from denmark, the taxi driver drove with the high beams on for the full trip (and yes the normal lights worked), flashed her lights in anger maybe 10 times, drove in the wrong side of the road while fiddling with the radio (she was honked at because she was driving straight towards another car) and finally ran two red lights in a mere 20 minutes.

    26 hours later (midnight, danish time) we arrived home. Tired. Very tired.

    This marked the end of one of the most adventurous trips I’ve ever embarked on – going from Copenhagen to Ulan-bataar by land. 3 weeks of extreme experiences crammed into so little time! One week of this kind of travel would be enough for a full vacation but we had 3. I’m ready to go back to work now but only to recharge until I’m ready to leave again!

  • Banya in Yekaterinburg

    This is post 6 of 11 in the series “Trans-Siberian Railroad”

    1. Pre-trip preparations!
    2. Waking up in Warsaw!
    3. Warsaw, vodka and visas
    4. Hello Moscow – good to see you again!
    5. Russian cities and trains
    6. Banya in Yekaterinburg
    7. The second leg of the train ride: Yekaterinburg -> Irkutsk
    8. Irkutsk – Near the great Lake Baikal
    9. The last leg of the train ride. Irkutsk -> Ulan-Bataar
    10. Mongolia – 2 day tour!
    11. The end of the trip – our last night in Ulan-bataar

    Conceiving the idea

    This is a short post about a banya that we went to in yekaterinburg. For those of you not fully grasping the russian language – it is a bathroom.

    They take many shapes and forms but according to our hosts in yekaterinburg, the one we tried in moscow (with a shared room etc) is only something you find in big cities. A real banya is different. To prove this, the hostess, Kate, found us a banya outside the city which was a “real” banya and she even convinvced one of the other people (a russian called Dim), to take us there and show us how it was done. Both because we have no idea how things work there and also because it was a little hard to get there apparently. In either case, how nice of her!! The hostel was omnomnom hostel in yekaterinburg. Props to that place.

    Getting to the Banya

    Well as it indeed was hard to get there we opted for the taxi as it was apparently only 200 rub (30DKK – 4 EUR) if you are with a local and you dont mind riding in the back of an unnamed, anonymous, old lada with a psychopath behind the wheel… luckily we dont

    We got in the cab but after like 10 mins we had to stop because apparently the drivers wife was about to give birth and as such – the taxi driver had to leave… like now. We got out and waited for another cab (praising us lucky to have a local with us who could explain this and get a new cab)

    The rest of the trip in the cab went fine except for the fact that nobody knew where it was and we drove around for a little while speaking russian but we finally got it. again GOOD thing we had a local to help with all that.

    Finally there

    Inside we opted for the only room available – which was actually a two story appartment with an adjacent sauna, “cool off room”, and wc. It also included a pool table a bed, a couch, tv, dvd, music, and free roomservice. Well. Nice 🙂

    From there on out we just had a good two hours. Apparently what you do is heat up the sauna, order food and beer (and women apparently was very common and only like 1000 rub – we didnt do it though) and wait. When the sauna is warm one person goes on his stomach and is repeatedly beat with a warm leaf stick thingie that burns like a thousand suns and you are sprayed with 80 degrees water and after this hell is over you jump into a cold pool of water (20 degrees is cold) and go out and relax with beer and food. I know it sounds bad but it really isnt. Afterwards you are extremely relaxed and feel great – definately worth the time (and money – including the cab rides it was about 3000 rub = 450dkk for all three of us).

    We heard some russian music, dim showed us pictures and told us about himself, we ate and had a good 2 hours. Afterwards we took a cab home, saw some cool mirror / fear theme parks and went for a beer. Dim invited us to his home region if we wanted and also, he said him and his mother might be coming to copehagen next summer… by car! interesting. Looking forward to that so much.

     

    Chilling in the Banya with Dim:)
    Chilling in the Banya with Dim:)
    Outside the banya, relaxed and smiling
    Outside the banya, relaxed and smiling

     

    Dim the crazy russian about to jump into the "cold-tub"
    Dim the crazy russian about to jump into the “cold-tub”
    The "cold-tub"
    The “cold-tub”
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    “Are we there already?”, aka riding a bullet train (shinkansen) in Japan

    Tokyo is a busy city

    We’ve been in Japan for a few days now and we’ve posted a few pictures on Instagram about the hustle and the bustle of this insanely busy city.

    There are literally more people walking than cars – this is a complete u-turn compared to the scooter heavy streets of South East Asia.

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    Tokyo has an extremely functional public transportation system. It makes the city calm even with this many people. There are literally more people walking than cars – this is a complete u-turn compared to the scooter heavy streets of South East Asia.

    Bullet trains

    Speaking of Public transportation, we’ve been on one of the famous shinkansens (or bullettrains). They are rather pricy but tourists can buy 1/2/3 week passes – a bit like interrail.

    Bullettrain in Japan
    The bullettrain in Japan is arriving at Shin-Shirakawa station, heading for Tokyo

    The trains are hella cool. We took the first train from Tokyo and even though they have 22 platforms, with trains arriving every 10 minutes (on each(!) platform) they are not late.

    On time

    The trains arrive 3 minutes before departure. Everyone is lined up outside in marked areas for people going on the 1st departure and 2nd departure respectively. When the train comes – everyone enters and the train is moving within minutes. At the smaller stations it’s not even a minute.

    After departure the people in the line for 2nd departure move into the line for 1st departure and the loop repeats itself.

    As an example we’re going from Shin-Shirakawa to Kyoto and with the bullet train it’s about 3 hours (+ half an hour getting to/from the station) for a total of about 4 hours door-to-door. With car, on the premium expressways, it’s 8 hours!!!

    I mean, even a plane couldn’t do the roughly 600km’s in a straight line faster than that!

    Once inside

    Once inside, you’ll see that the trains are spacious, the seats lean way back, there’ll be a nice lady with a trolley selling snacks and even though I clocked it at almost 300 km/h, it’s dead quiet. Even the people are quiet – in fact, the Japanese are not loud people under any circumstances!

    I’ve been on a train in Myanmar going 45km/h’s and the sound was deafening. It felt like the whole train would fall apart any minute. Trains are not just trains!

    Futhermore, they’re even talking about magnet trains coming soon, with speeds up towards 800 km/h. It’s absolutely bonkers and it blows my mind how they do it when the trains in the rest of the world are struggling at maybe 130km/h

    I’m writing this as I’m sitting comfortably, leaned back, using high-speed free WiFi on the train.

    Conclusion

    There’s a reason bullet trains are so famous. They are amazing and I’m thoroughly impressed with them

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