trans-siberian express day three

Up at 6am. Getting better at the stand up sponge cleaning operation in the swaying carriage. Not comfortable but necessary. The cold is biting but it's part of the course. Cheese sandwich and tea for breakfast. Nice. Did a little spring cleaning around the cabin. Feel organised and happy. All set for a day of staring out the window at the moving set. It's pretty much the same but still interesting to look at. I'm enj0ying it. So bright and clean looking.

The rib was less troublesome but right ear hole remained blocked. This has advantages when I sleep on my left hand side as the noise of the train is faint. But I wondered whether that could be a security risk too. Not that confident about the lock on the door. Hve taken to wearing my hat around the carriage. I realise I probably looked like a plonker but I care little about that. Once night desended I made my way to the dining carriage. Two course meal, 12 euro. Ouch! Returned to the cabin and read a whole book of F Scott Fitzgerald's short stories. Kind of ironic given the theme of his writing, wealth and adundance. I reorganised the bedding but didn't sleep well.

I realise a hard slog is still ahead.