I've always loved to travel. My first memories of traveling by train. Kotelnich. Night. Fog. Cool.
We are waiting for the train Adler - Vorkuta. Suddenly in the night the horn of the train is heard. Everyone begins to worry. The train costs only a minute. We must get to the car. Show tickets and have time to jump into the car. Feeling the joy that we had. Get the laundry and go to bed. When I became an adult, I had to travel a lot around the country. It was on cars, trains, planes, helicopters, rafting on a boat. But the childhood memory of the adventure, always with me. I still sometimes pass by the railway station, I want to get out. To buy a ticket. Get on the train. And somewhere to go.
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