I'm at last leaving Judy, Steve, Eva, Mia, and the new cat Lily behind in Lhotka while I head off to Siberia.
This is always a powerful feeling. I am on the train. I found the right track and eventually car and seat. A nice lady was sitting in my reserved seat so I let her have it and took another even though it was not a window and I have to ride backwards.
This feeling, getting the right train and so forth, means that things are starting right. The time is finally right for the trip. Whatever will be will be. Just starting and all that.
It is one of the most exciting ments of any trip. Being on the right train.
It means so much more when you are not on an organized tour. There are so many things that can get screwed up when you are alone, no guide to help out. Lets just hope the rest of the trip works.
I started the day at a masseuse. One of the cousins knew Somebody who does body manipulations or fancy massages. They made arrangements. I figured if they could improve things and make it so I could walk, it would be worth 500 crowns. ($25). Well, it did not cure me, but it did help. And it cost 650 crowns. Let's just see how it goes. I need to make a decision before leaving Moscow Saturday about whether to journey on or fly home.
Meanwhile, I am buzzing along (backwards) on a train. My journey has begun.
Update: eight pm or so. I got to Warsaw and found myself at a hostel I stayed at some nine years ago. I had a commemorative meal at the KFC in memory of my first meal after a horrendous bout of bad intestines/ fever that had sidelined me for two days during that visit.
My leg and back hurt a bunch right now but not so bad I could not get from the train to the hostel. Hope I gets better.
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