De Trans Mongolian Railway part 1
Thirty degrees displays the thermometer on the screen. Next to the departure times of the trains, it’s the only thing I can understand. It’s September [...]
Thirty degrees displays the thermometer on the screen. Next to the departure times of the trains, it’s the only thing I can understand. It’s September [...]
It’s half September and off-season in St. Petersburg. With a backpack filled with winter clothes, for the rest of our trip on the Trans Mongolian [...]
-In English soon- Dit is Haarlem, de stad waarvan ik houd. Waar ik geboren en getogen ben. Naar school gegaan en gespijbeld heb. De Dr. [...]
Can we go? Can we? There’s no one coming? With burning curiosity the four of us secretly climb the fence around the Zombie hospital. After [...]