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The whistle was blown in the distance and I found myself encapsulated in smoke as the old steam engine rumbled into life and dragged its carriages through the well-lit station. I was certainly on my way. This was to be a travel experience with a difference: a life-changing journey on the Trans – Siberian railway.
The seats of the train were worn and battered, giving an air of superior knowledge and inviting me to rest leisurely while gazing out of the window. The view beyond the glass pane was wild and mysterious. Rows of tall withe...