It was late in the day when I reached the Stolby park a forest overlooking the city, with special rock peaks called stolby. But the thing is even though it was 7pm before I reached there I knew it would't be dark until 11pm; so I would have time to walk the 7Km to the rocks and get back to sleep at the station rest rooms.
As I reached the first stolby was lucky enough to meet an old couple Vladimar and Iliana. They don't speak English, so I thought Victor was inviting me on a walk of the circuit of 4 Stolbies. Actually this 70 year old was inviting me to climb 4 stolbies. As I found out shortly later as we scaled steeper and steeper slopes until we were scaling almost sheer rocks faces. Victor obviously is an experienced climber, but I still think I shouldn't have risked my life. Nothing really scares me, but as I thought how to explain to him I shouldn't risk a particularly difficult phase with a 60m drop clinging by my fingertips I made it through.

Mon - I went back to town with Iliana and did some internet and walked around some other areas of town : a sacred chapel with a view, a war memorial, the first western style supermarkets I had seen etc.

Then I went to get my train ticket to Tomsk at the easy. Same old runaround; each station has a service center where you pay more for better service, but she just told me the train was full, it seemed beyond her to suggest changing at the junction. I checked the train times, queued at the window and tried to buy a ticket. It was full. I checked the schedule again found a nother train and got a ticket from there. Seems the people who sell the ticket don't even know enough about about the trains to be able to suggest the next train 30 minutes later. As it was some else in my train was going to Tomsk also, so he'd been able to work out the schedule also.