How chilly is simply too chilly on the Trans-Siberian Categorical?

It has got to a point in my journey where I feel like I mentioned the temperature. For the past few days it has been getting colder and colder at every stop, and now we’ve reached the point where I can tell you it’s really cold.

“Real cold” is not a technical term or an absolute temperature. Instead, it is based on the fact that when I cough and stutter while jumping dangerously between the wagons, I can feel the air being sucked out of my lungs. For the past 24 hours, I would use Sergei’s car readings to say it was around -25 ° C.

Beer from Russians (Matthew Woodward)

The conditions were perhaps best summed up by the kiwi boy who lives in the carriage downstairs. After a stop in Ishim, he told his wife: “My feet are fine, my legs are a little numb, but I cannot feel my face.”

The temperature is getting so low now that I wonder if the Baltika in the refrigerator of the dining car is getting warmer than the supplies in the unheated cupboard next to it. My favorite beer on this trip is Baltika No. 7. As it says on the can, “Made by Russians”. I think advertising standards today would prevent the use of this line from most EU beers unless they can prove the pure nationality of their workforce.

Freezing cold in Novosibirsk (Matthew Woodward)

I wondered if it would be any colder when we stopped in Novosibirsk around 9pm, but it wasn’t. Maybe because we were in a city, it was a bit warmer -21C.

Our carriage is heated up to counteract the lower outside temperature, so that it is now +26 ° C inside and -21 ° C outside.

The train’s thin skin has to work hard to maintain a temperature differential of 47 ° C.

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Matthew Woodward has completed several amazing long distance adventures on the Trans-Siberian Railway and further across Asia. From his home in Edinburgh he has reached Shanghai, Singapore and Tokyo and is now on his way to Tibet. His blog can be found at Toad’s travel adventure

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