When I awoke, I knew that this would shortly be the end of the first leg of my Trans-Siberian train ride from Moscow to Beijing. Before you leave the train, you need to fold up your sheets, pillow case and towel and return them to the carriage attendant. Everybody that was getting off in Irkutsk was busily doing that as well as getting their last round of tea, coffee, or instant noodles before we arrived at the station at about 9 AM. The train arrived about on time at this busy station.
In the evening we did a bit of pub crawling using the Lonely Planet as our guide, but the Liverpool Pub was closed and some dog walkers directed us to a local Russian neighborhood bar. While we were there a fairly drunk fellow came up to us and started talking in a mix of German and English. He was mostly speaking German so Flo was mainly talking to him. I then saw that he rolled up his pants legs to show us some tattoos on his knees. Aparently he was a member of a Russian Mafia and these tattoos meant that they would never have their knees with these tattooed inscriptions touch the ground for the police. Instead they would fight it out before giving in to the police. I suggested to Flo that we finish up our drinks and head out of there. I wish I would have taken pictures of his tattoos to see if his claim was true.