The train chugged, banged, and hammered through the night as I sat near the window and watched the lights and some obscure buildings whiz by. My colleague, Amiko, silently chatted with the two elderly men occupying the other beds of the 4-bed cabin. They burst into controlled laughter every once in a while as a punch line was pulled in a Georgian comedy show being flashed on the TV screen near the ceiling of the cabin. Then, when there was nothing else but darkness outside the window and the comedy show had signed off, I slowly stretched my tiring body over the bottom bed. The elderly men and Amiko crawled into their own beds as well. Then, gradually, the banging sound faded.
The night train left the Central Station in Georgia’s capital city of Tbilisi just a few minutes before midnight. Although the station itself, having seen an…
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