My travels. Turned into stories.
After leaving Warsaw, birch trees and green fields dominated the landscape. Kilometre after kilometre, train after train, the window would show me different variations on the same scenery, interrupted time and again by small villages with brick and wooden houses. The train would ride for hours without coming across a big city. But when it… Continue reading The Transsiberian, from city to city
On Tuesday, June 6, I took the train from Moscow to Vladimir, less than two hours away. My train stops were planned, my hostels booked. I imagined that I would meet various other international travellers along the way, who I could spend time with in the places I was to discover. Little did I know… Continue reading Transsiberian encounters
I’m used to taking the train everyday. From Antwerp to Brussels, 40 minutes, and then back. But what if you just keep riding? For hours and hours? You end up in the neighbouring country. Keep riding. The next country. Keep riding. You’re so far now, that the train tracks are suddenly different and they have… Continue reading Leaving Europe on a train
Morgane's Travel Tales 