When we finally found Bayaraa in the city, he drove us on his motorbike to his place. His familiy lives in a wooden house, while we were staying in a tradtional yurt. Read more
Once more, after a long 12 hours bus ride across borders, we made sound and safe. We had made it to Mongolia’s capital, Ulaanbaatar. Immediately after we sat feet on the ground, a bunch of girls came to obsessively ask us where were we going to stay, what was our plan and that they could offer us great accommodation and all sorts of tours and activities to do in Mongolia.
I have to say that since my idea coming to the country was to ride horse, they got me quite distracted, Alex saw the trap right away. We got rid of them and tried, few meters away from the bus, to figure out what the plan was from then on, because, once more, we had NO plan, a side from the addresses of some workaway.com farms in the country side that had accepted our request to stay there for a week. Read more