The first few days in Ulaanbataar were spent running the paper chase needed to get everything together for my Chinese visa. Happily I had also managed to coincide our stop in the city with some travelling friends from my time in Georgia – which inevitably lead to my first hangover in several months. After a … More From Apple pie to an Arsehole – leaving Mongolia
Apologies for another long gap between posts, but my excuse this time is that I needed to let the dust settle a bit. It’s been a pretty testing month or so, but time to catch up a bit now: Geographically Frank and I were about halfway through our journey across Mongolia as we rode out … More Where Mongolians keep the washing-up liquid!