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We left Ulaan Baatar and headed into the Mongolian countryside. The landscape is green grass and rolling hills. The few trees in the area are extremely nervous - at any moment they could be used as firewood or in a housing project. Ulaan Baatar's streets are paved, unlike any of the roads "in-country." We left the city in a rugged Russian vehicle that was a combination of jeep and minibus. The Russian vehicle is only a little less bumpy than a horse, and like a horse it doesn't provide any seatbelts. During stops from the body-jolting drive, we hiked in the immense grasslands and each footstep scattered grasshoppers. Grasshoppers abound. And since this is horse country, flies abound as well. |
In Mongolia make your own road rules, make your own
road!
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Outside the walls of Karak Khorum (the capital of
Ghengis Khan's Mongols).
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This kid may be only 3 or 4 years old, in Mongolia
old enough to take care of his family's goat herd.
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