Since I am not likely to give the world a new little blogger anytime soon - unlike most of you guys :-) - I feel the need to fill my empty life with useless stuff such as work, dancing, cinema, writing etc. But it is not enough, oh no: I realised how badly I need travelling (no, being an expat is
not travelling. Going home is not travelling either.)
I was cooking this evening and re-listened to one of my old-time favourites: I love it not so much for its musical qualities (this is the first song of the album) but for the what it was for a few days - a soundtrack for one of the best journeys I have ever made: 36 hours on Transbalkan from Budapest to Thessaloniki and back.
And this is how I came to the conclusion that it is time to realise a long-time dream: see Lake Baikal!

...after arriving here:

so what do I mean? Transsiberia, of course!!! Here is how I'll get there:

Hey, tarelle, say, are you in?