Thirty-two hours on the train...
11 cups of masala chai...
9 card games...
eight samosas...
six different types of curry...
four bowls of rice...
Three good friends...
Two books...
One stupid man who wouldn't stop touching my feet...
zero blankets...
zero heat.
I will never, ever complain about the trains in Turkmenistan again.
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What was it about your li'l piggies that he found so irresistible?
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