The House On The Wheels Of Pictures

Michael Triba for bbcrussian.com

The right holder of the illustration of Mihhail Triboi Image caption Leads as they can create in wagons

Michael Triba is a photographer from Estonia. At the end of 2016, we published his Russian travel in portrait, a story about the people who met on the way from St. Petersburg to Vladivostok. The continuation of this photoblog is about the life of Russian trains, whose passengers are on their way for days.

The Soviet man, who had built the entire country of communism, needed housing.

Because of the shortage, people's areas were scattered in the communes, where holidays, problems and joys were common, all in sight.

Traveling the Russian train to the plastic, driving the volleys of the wickedness, holding a parallel of the plastic cart with the Communal.

General table, acquaintances, alcoholic staircases, conversations, fights, snoring all over the car and love breaths.

And in the head of the comms on the wheels, there's a co-consier. And the tea will bring, and the floors will be soaked, and they're flying. And if you need to, the police will call the debaushires.

Big plus such a wheel comm is a constant change of pictures outside the window.

They say that the species outside the window of the wagon make passengers admire, but put your hand on the heart, from Moscow to Baikal, four days of monotonic landscape.

If you appreciate the time, you better get to Irkutsk by plane. And from Buryatia to Vladivostok himself, it's not boring to run from the window to the window.

But if you're going to BAM, there's no comparison of the Transssib landscape with the Baikalo Amur line.

It's a hundreds of miles away, mountains, rivers, stations not like each other. And in the fall in the magnificent mountain landscapes of nature adds paint.