I love not having a berthmate! Not much to say – just reading, writing, and watching a frosty Siberia go by. Last night the temperature was given at one of the stations at -3C. Might be colder. In between the carriages there is frost on the floor.
I have finally finished writing out all my guitar music.
I’m running low on food – just oatmeal and some cookies left. I may have to break down and eat in the dining car. We’ll see. The fantastically made-up Russian lady in there will trade my USD to roubles. I might do that just so I don’t have to muck about once I’m off the train.
Not much to say. I’m not bored, but there isn’t much to report either.