Back on track with the narrative. This is a continuation from: Trans Siberian Tips – Planning to poo on a train toilet
I have never considered myself to be a big fan of kids.
I think some of them are quite cute, but in general they are noisy and like to anyhow poo. Race and nationality aside, I seem to be “fated” to meet little kids on the train, be it in China, and even in Russia, on the Trans Siberian. In all honesty, I found this little golden haired, blue eyed Russian kid quite charming, until he started crying at 7am in the morning and running around haphazardly with his red colour marker – which resulted in a stain on my light blue Zara jeans.
If you are wondering why the little one called Jee Ma, it’s because everyone on the train calls him that. I don’t think that’s his name, but it could be a Russian affectionate term for “dear”, “baby” or “child”. If you know what Jee Ma means, please let me know.
He’s quite big for his age – if you look at the photos he is only two. I’ll let the photos tell the story. It was quite a fun part of the journey and pretty dramatic, though nothing like the story of the two drunk Russian men (watch this space).
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