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Ja ich weiß ich hatte eine lange Pause…aber weiter geht es mit Themen die mich und vielleicht euch interessieren und weiterbringen in...

I don´t know how many time people on my journey ask where my goal is. Which place which country or place of interests etc.. Ok maybe the...

Only two days left toward to the Chinese border. After five days on the transsiberian train I´m used now to all kind of chicken dishes...

Laying in cabin on my bed with folded arms and was thinking about the motivation why I started the journey to the east. Thinking I...

After around one hour queue up the service guy give me sign to enter the train restaurant. The smell of tea and coffee was entering the...

Back from washing room I was climbing up to my bed under the celling. Actually you could only can lay down on the upper bed the space for...

Tired I said hello back during my looking were my space is for the next week. Throwing my backpack on bed who was left. Shaking hands to...

After slow moving forward with the queue somehow I reach after hours with ice cubes as feeds and hands the entrance of the paradise. Mc...

In the right rail toward to my favorite world yellow red restaurant I was thinking about my political approach. At least a political...

Still very early in the morning I was in the flow of the workers. Very, very busy at that time in every Metro station I was following the...

Out of the train station I had to close all articel of my clothing. The wind was frosty blowing and I felt like my face could not make...

The sun up rising, the fog and the from snow covered white landscape were passing by like unreal pictures. Like in an art gallery the...

Good, I learned my lesson. Never ever leave the passport alone and money during day and during night keep it at the body. Sounds easy but...

Still confused while smoking the cigarette, looking around over the mass of people sitting on the floor and waiting for whatever. I could...

From Budapest > Ticket in my pocket on the way to Moscow to catch the transsiberian train. Looking out of the train window at the horizon...

December 1989 > Now I got the ticket in my pocket from Budapest to Moscow from Moscow with the “Transmongolian Train” to Beijing. Voila...