Moleskine Entry: April 20th, 2011
or ‘things that I’ve forgotten to write down and mustn’t forget that I did them’
Day one in Ulaanbaatar (UB):
- Feeling immensely spiritual (and quite honoured) after catching an extremely rare Buddhist ceremony at the main Monastery (pictured) in UB. So rare in fact, our guide called her mother as it began so she too could hear the prayers and chants around us; incredibly moving.
- Facing down pick-pocketers (my new favourite past-time)
- Crying tears of laughter at the hilarity of Mongolia’s ‘world famous’ International Intellectual Museum. There are honestly, no words.
- Oly (finally) admitting his love for our first Honcho, Marina.
- Beers, pool and then a Mongolian Karaoke Bar until the very early hours.
Yesterday (day two in UB), we drove for an hour out of the city to camp out for the night in a traditional Mongolian Gur camp. It was pretty impressive stuff.
There was horse-riding, local delicacies, a visit to a nomadic family and of course, the sunrise earlier this morning. An additional bonus was that the other group we met on our first night in Moscow were staying at the same camp-site too and now, we’ll be travelling together all the way to China.
Oh yeah, that’s another thing, there’s still China.