Train from Ulaanbaator to Irkutsk (27 hours): me reading and relaxing; our lonesome carriage at the Russian border, waiting for another train to connect (5 1/2 hours); landscape of 'no mans land' between Mongolian and Russian land; some handmade 'snuff' containers made by our mongolian cabin mate (who also tried to smuggle meat through the border in milk cartons...); our train carriage: so very much more luxurious than our Vietnamese or Chinese overnight trains; more landscape; the Russian terror "Dania' who took a shine to James and I; the streets of the Russian border/army base where we were stopped and waiting; all read for bed! Listvyanka, Lake Baikal: the lake completely frozen over and then sugared with snow; James and lake, more lake, Lake in the sunset; Borsch (traditional beetroot soup); Irkutsk train station; frozen lake; Holly and lake; the view from our guesthouse window during the snow storm. My tea: trout fillet, with countryside potatoes and pomegranate sauce; communal area of our guesthouse cabin; James' tea - omul served with tomatoes, cheese and mashed potatoes; the frozen waves at the lake; our guesthouse at night; lake; lake; lake; James' mutton soup. Ice, ice, baby! Not a chance of pebble skimming.