Second in a three-part series entitled “Crossing Borders” I recently wrote about a three-day train journey from Kazakhstan to Russia. While getting there was half the … Continue reading Crossing Borders 2: From Russia with Love
“I love trains. I don’t even mind First Great Western, which is a stupid name because it implies every carriage is first class, but they’re not.” … Continue reading The Day I Jumped Off a Moving Train
“Ever since childhood, I have seldom heard a train go by and not wished I was on it,” writes Paul Theroux in The Great Railway Bazaar. … Continue reading Crossing Borders 1: Trainbound in Petropavl
“A railway here in Asia – in the dreamy realm of the Orient – in the fabled land of the Arabian Nights – is a strange … Continue reading Making Tracks Across Turkey: The East Express to Kars
