It’s a fun experience traveling in a country where you not only don’t understand the language, you don’t even understand the alphabet. We chose to take the train to Haradzieja, then a bus from Haradzieja to Nesvizh. The train ride was nothing like I’ve ever experienced. It was an old train, just stepping onto it took me back in time. We found some available seats and were ready for a soviet train ride.
Not long after departure, local people came across the carts with merchandise. One lady sold socks and purses, while another guy was selling big hunting knives. Funny enough, people bought these things. I mean, how convenient! You can do your shopping while traveling.