No one in his right mind travels across Siberia in the middle of winter in a modified Russian jeep. As a fiftieth birthday present to himself, Jacek sets out to drive from Moscow to Vladivostok, traversing a continent that is two and a half times bigger than America, awash with bandits, and not always fully equipped with roads. For Siberia is slowly dying - or, more accurately, killing itself. This is a traumatized post-Communist landscape peopled by the homeless and the hopeless. As he gets to know these communities and speaks to the people, Hugo-Bader discovers a great deal of tragedy, but there is also dark humour to be found amongst the reindeer shepherds, the former hippies, the modern-day rappers, the homeless and the sick, the shamans, and the followers of one of the six Russian Christs - just one of the many arcane religions that flourish in this isolated, impossible region.