Irkutsk Leaving Listvyanka So my last day in Listvyanka was simply hanging out in the hotel waiting for my ride to arrive at 11 a.m. Not enough time to go walk around, and it’s cold and I’m tired and really looking forward to sleeping as much as possible on the train. Nikolai makes me another delicious breakfast, this time with an omelette that is somehow fluffy *and* delicious, though I usually hate egg yolks. I take everything out of my bags, and re-pack, trying to take as little space as possible. Getting on and off of the train is a huge task, and the backpack straps catch on every doorknob…