In the train from Moscow, Russia to Lviv, Ukraine
sually I don’t take trains when I travel.. No matter what.. I don’t like trains.. Maybe I just spent too much time wandering on the roads.. Or there’s something else I don’t understand yet.. It’s hard to say.. But even if it’s -45°C cold, I prefer to hitchhike..
Nevertheless, when my friend suggested me to take the train from Moscow to Lviv, I agreed.. I had some good reasons for that and the main one was my poor health as each of seventy something days I spent in Russia I was sick.. Even now sitting in a half lotus posture with The Armenoinds on my player and typing these letters for you to read – I am still sick.. Cold weather is something I have to learn to deal with after living one year in South East Asia.. But let’s go back to the train..
“Thank you very much! Goodbye”.. We got off the car and closed the door. Driver started the engine and soon we could only see the car as a dot far ahead.. Me and my friend Wind we were on Tula bypass.. Hitchhiking from Moscow to Kursk wasn’t easy on that cold December day.. There was a cafe on the roadside, so we went in to have lunch..
The owner, a 40 years old man, was very surprised and in the same time happy to see customers..
“Plain rice, carrot salad and 2 cups of coffee, please”..
“Sit down, please, I’ll bring your order”..
Another strange cafe on the road.. How many of them I’ve seen already.. And how many are still waiting for me.. I believe, all the roadside cafe keep some secret that no one knows.. And that’s why they are all strange..
We sat right in front of the TV.. Two old freaks who claimed to be members of Russian Science Academy, were hosting some stupid TV show for children.. Is it because they think children are stupid?.. Or?..
Our order was soon on the table.. I started eating.. Another customer came in.. I was still eating.. And the two old freaks were smiling from the TV screen.. The customer got his order.. Wind was sitting near me.. And I was eating.. Freaks were smiling.. The customer was eating, too.. And Wind was sitting near me.. And it all lasted for 20 minutes.. I called the owner..
“What happened to our coffee?”
He came out of the kitchen and looked at me as if I was his servant and he was angry on me..
“Can’t you wait a bit? I have to cook it, right?”
We were surprised.. It’s been 20 minutes that guy was cooking an…….instant coffee?!.. What’s there to cook?!..
We got our coffee in 10 minutes.. I took one sip.. And called the owner again.. Ha came to us..
“You know what? This coffee is cold,” said I..
“Are you sure?” He was surprised..
“Yes, I’m sure. The coffee is cold”..
He took the cup and drank a bit.. Then he said:
“Indeed! It’s cold.. How strange.. Well, I’ll warm it now, wait a little”..
He took the cups of coffee and put them in microwave oven, and few minutes later brought them back to us.. Neither me nor Wind wanted to drink that coffee.. We took our backpack and left..