It's easy to smile when there's full 30km out of 10 000km behind. Finnish train feels like heaven thinking of it afterwards...

Poor Joni is still half invalid after his close encounter of third kind with a van. First bottle (in train) is finally opened!

Merry posse spends time in railway station bar in Helsinki. More bottles are opened...

Train to Moscow found! First touch with russian officials proves nobody speaks english.

Restaurant car seems like, well, a restaurant (unlike they do in finnish trains, where they resemble closely just cleaned up hospital bar). Beer is finnish price but as soon as train crosses border to Russia they they away the menus and bring back russian menus with half the prices. Lovely!

Some of us are lucky enough to get two finnish blondes going to have a ball in Moscow as their cabin partners. Girls are being entertained with furious uno-game most of the night.

Waiter of the restaurant loves finns such as us. He's, however, very soon going to run out of fingers to carry bottles with