In Tver we actually WERE kicked out. The carriage supervisor was absolutely inexorable and wanted as much money as a last-minute online ticket would cost. But only in case there are no on-board inspectors.
And we drank her urine-like coffee and tea in hope to melt her stoneheart.
Positive: corruption-like manipulation has actually faded away little by little.
Neutral: 1. The first impression Tver gives to its first-time visitors getting off at the railway station is horrifying.
2. We failed to find a Bla-Bla car, and will have to catch a private shared taxi.
1 July 2015. — Tver (Russia)