The woman selling the ticket asked if I had any luggage, and the size of it.
I have this backpack, I said, and an AIRPLANE!!
I mixed up the words for suitcase and airplane (not even similar). She did have a sense of humour though and suggested I fly to Moscow in my airplane instead since the train probably couldn't take it.
I'm a little bit tired of making a fool of myself every two days or so. Train ride was nice.