Between the long journey and the time zones we are crossing, our sense of time gets confused and we are never so sure about the actual local time. The result is that we find ourselves all awake in the middle of the night. From our stop in Irkutsk (3 am local time) to Sludianka, our destination, we organise a silent party in our wagon while everybody is sleeping. The provodnitsa and our fellow travellers are nice enough to let us go on.
We eventually arrive in the small city of Sludianka just before the sunrise, and the mayor himself – wearing a beautiful grey costume and white shoes - welcomes us. In the minibus to our accommodation place (we stay in the city's school), mister the Mayor, Alexeï, is introducing his city. It might be not the perfect time for that after 60 hours of train, but as nobody is really sleepy we are happy to learn that Sludianka comprises 20 000 inhabitants (that we favoured to the 2 millions people of Novossibirsk when we decided for the stopovers of our journey).
We eventually arrive in the small city of Sludianka just before the sunrise, and the mayor himself – wearing a beautiful grey costume and white shoes - welcomes us. In the minibus to our accommodation place (we stay in the city's school), mister the Mayor, Alexeï, is introducing his city. It might be not the perfect time for that after 60 hours of train, but as nobody is really sleepy we are happy to learn that Sludianka comprises 20 000 inhabitants (that we favoured to the 2 millions people of Novossibirsk when we decided for the stopovers of our journey).
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