Paul Theroux left Victoria Station on a rainy Saturday in April thinking that taking eight trains across Europe Eastern Europe the USSR and Mongolia would be the easy way to get to the Chinese border � the relaxing way even. He would read a little take notes eat regular meals and gaze contentedly out of windows. The reality of course was very different. In fact Theroux experienced a decidedly odd and unexpected trip to China that set the challenging tone for his epic year-long rail journey around that vast inscrutable land � a journey which involved riding nearly every train in the country. �Wry humorful and occasionally querulous � as Theroux makes excruciatingly clear travelling alone in the Middle Kingdom is not for the faint of heart or stomach� Time.