I do love the train. Oh man I love the train. You don’t even know. And an upper berth in a 4-bed kupe, please. Twenty-two hours from Almaty to Zhangis Tobe and a 90-minute taxi to Ust-Kamenogorsk.
And nothing but steppe in between.
I tried to switch my ticket for one all the way to Ust, but the women working in the Almaty II train station conspired against me, inventing loops of bureaucracy that I failed to penetrate. I bet they read a lot of Kafka.