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Books that make you travel, I love them. I just found an illustrated album that was one of my favorite books when I was a kid: Paris-Beijing by the Trans-Siberian.
The authors are Agnes Rosenstiehl (the mischievous Mimi Cracra) and her husband Pierre, at Gallimard. An out of print edition from 1981!
I'm getting back into it with delight. And understand better, with my adult look, why this book exerted such a fascination on my mind as a dreamy little girl. It's a real travel story, full of encounters, details, anecdotes, a story full of humour, illustrated by small comic book boxes depicting the journey of two young travellers, Marco and Pierrot. It starts like this:
Fire! We're on a course of 10,834 kilometers. Paris to Beijing, it's simple: just a train change in Moscow. From the Gare du Nord station, every day at 5:13 p.m., platform 3, the Nord-Express leaves to scatter its wagons all over Northern Europe, to Münster, Bremen, Cologne, Hamburg, Copenhagen...
We embark in a very remarkable wagon: Russian, with Russian insignia, the only wagon for Moscow! The wagon conductor asks you in Russian for your passports and tickets. And "Niet, niet! ", no visitors in the Russian wagon of the North Station.
I have never taken the Trans-Siberian. But to reach Asia without flying, by land, is an old dream that I intend to achieve one day.
I remembered this book thanks to a message posted a few days ago on Facebook by my fellow Quebecois Marie-Julie Gagnon His little daughter asked him for his Dora suitcase, to "play traveling at home, Mommy! »
So I saw myself "playing the Trans-Siberian Railway" in my train compartment. homemadewith my favourite book on my knees, absorbed in the contemplation of the imaginary landscapes that were scrolling through the imaginary window, seriously preparing myself for the announced stops: Moscow, Olan-Bator, Beijing... And then there was this incredible ascent of the time zones at the slow pace of the train.
I then launched a search on the Internet, to find "my" book, obviously out of print. I ended up finding it on the used book site. Abebooks. It was the first time I ordered online from them. Super fast and efficient. As soon as you order, as soon as you get it! And the book is in good condition, as they said.
It is in this book, too, that I learned how to handle chopsticks... and I continue, today, to give this very judicious advice to those who find it difficult to get used to them: "It holds like two pencils! »
For those who, like me, love to travel virtually thanks to the Internet, you can take the Trans-Siberian Railway without leaving your living room: on Google.ru/transsib (a project associating the Russian Railways and Google), there are videos and interactive maps, to complete the journey, step by step, from Moscow to Vladivostok. You have to click on the names in the block located at the bottom right to go from one video to the other.
Finally, because the trip can also be immobile, nourished by readings and dreams, I'm here to pay homage to the poet Baudelaire, always inspiring ...
For the child in love with cards and prints,
The universe is equal to his vast appetite.
Ah! How big the world is by the light of the lamps!
But the real travelers are those who leave
to leave; light hearts, like balloons,
From their inevitability they never depart,
And, without knowing why, always say: Come on!
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