After the odd hiccup (completely my fault) finding the hotel we had booked for a brief post-train snooze, we were picked up and headed to Chinghis Khan International Airport (his name is on everything in Mongolia) to pick up Victoria. From there we headed west with our 4x4 (complete with driver and guide). It wasn't long after leaving UB that you got a sense of how sparsely populated Mongolia is (the world's most sparsely populated country we're told) - vast swathes of beautiful, uninhabited (or only sporadically inhabited) countryside.
We slept the first night at a ger (essentially a good-sized wood framed tent clad with sheep's wool - which keeps it warm and dry). There was one family in particular the driver wanted us to stay with, but what with them being nomadic, he had to ask around to find out where they were this season. The occupants of other local gers gladly pointed us in the right direction. After striping in, we wandered along the sand dunes whilst Tina (our guide) cooked up dinner. As the sun was heading for the horizon, Victoria and I had a bit of a ride on our host's camels. Mine was a little feisty and had a bloody noise - which he delightfully wiped on my trousers.
We slept the first night at a ger (essentially a good-sized wood framed tent clad with sheep's wool - which keeps it warm and dry). There was one family in particular the driver wanted us to stay with, but what with them being nomadic, he had to ask around to find out where they were this season. The occupants of other local gers gladly pointed us in the right direction. After striping in, we wandered along the sand dunes whilst Tina (our guide) cooked up dinner. As the sun was heading for the horizon, Victoria and I had a bit of a ride on our host's camels. Mine was a little feisty and had a bloody noise - which he delightfully wiped on my trousers.
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