Alfa Hostel Ulan Bator

... with a meal. I had also been told they need money and that they are happy to charge for renting the horses. So if I wanted lunch with a nomadic family I had to get on that horse! <br><br>It is actually fantastic. The horse is not too high and we spend an hour, gently walking around the area. We are up in the hills and have fantastic views.<br><br>Back at the Ger, Mrs Herder has prepared noodle soup for us. The stove is in the centre of the room ...

... live. We only really saw them from a distance but they looked happier than normal horses. Possibly! Apparently there are only 2000 left in the world so it was nice to see them.<br><br>We arrived at sunset at the ger camp of our first nomadic family where we&#8217;d be staying the night. Outside there was a herd of camels which we&#8217;d be riding the next day, they looked a bit grumpy as camels always do so we quickly went inside the ger. When entering a nomadic ...

... station, and I heard there was a couple of stores, where people got beer, and proceeded to get drunk beyond words. We were not some of those people. I was fearing for my antler, which I sneaked into my bag, weighing it down considerably, though I fancied I might try my hand at some bone carving and save myself some money at Christmas presents. Customs were smooth, passports checked, and we were saluted into Mongolia by a full honour guard, as our train was checked ...

... in Mongolia because no one will dance with you. <br><br>· Mongolian's LOVE meat. Three times a day, everyday, meat. They eat lots of sheep or mutton, beef and chicken. They also really like the really fatty meat, which I have decided is what was making me throw up. My stomach was nowhere close to handling that much meat and especially not the fat packed meat they were giving me. So one the meals where they gave you the meat full of fat was the days ...

... during the opening ceremony. I had wanted to do it for a while and had joked about it, not thinking they would actually let me wear it.<br> I had a special lunch with the top administration of the camp, where I actually had fish for the first time since I have been here. We had cake and drank wine and they mostly just talked about work, which I couldn't understand. <br> After lunch Binba, she is the woman who was at the airport waiting for me with Uya. She ...

... no thank you, and we thought the Italians were crazy drivers. <br><br>Ulaan Batar (25 June &#8211; 28 June):<br><br>We spent most of our time in Ulaan Batar just wandering around, exploring the city. Of all the museums I have ever visited the best and quirkiest was the International Intelectual museum. A museum dedicated to the 3D puzzel, the museums creator makes thousands of different 3D puzzels. We were the only tourists there and the ...

... that they were just as mortified about their guy's conduct as we were horrified. While on the train coming into UB, we passed groups of railway workers who looked up and waved, yelling "hey, hello!!!". Just today, I glanced up to see a security officer walking towards me. Smiling broadly, he said, "Hi!" as he walked past. Even our driver, injured as he was, hobbled out of the van and bought us ice cream before hopping over to buy a spark plug ...

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UB is a beautiful city. Not many guidebooks will say this; Lonely Planet insists that the city is a blight on an otherwise beautiful land. I disagree. It's true that UB was built largely by the Soviets during the days of annexation by the USSR, so ugly concrete boxes are pretty much par for the course. I have no love for these buildings. But the rest of the city is ...

... I am shamed to say that we needed. <br><br><br><br> Naruntuul - the Black Market: About two miles SE of the State Department Store is an old-world style market. The Black Market despite the name which has no connection to the english connotation, mostly sells legitimate wares. Vast quantities of consumer goods are for sale in hundres and hundreds of little stalls. Everything is loosely organized: the shoes are all sort of ...