Last day in UB
Trip Start
Mar 01, 2006
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Trip End
Dec 01, 2007

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Wenesday, I recoverd a little bit and rested.
I was also very pleased to find Angelique at the guesthouse, as she had just come back from a tour with a new Andy, english this time.
I had dinner at Enkhbaatar's house: I had met him on the bus the day before, and he lives just near my guesthouse. We had some succulent dumplings, and lots of talking. His wife is very kind too, like most Mongolians. His wife's sisters joined too, and after looking at the familly albums we went into a photography session, as the single sister wanted a good picture of herself.
Enkhbaatar also showed me his workshop for silversmithing: very artisanal, but his work is pretty good, although he didn't have much at hand to show me.
After that, I went out with Andy and Angelique, we found that "50 cents" bar. The two of thew had already watered down a bottle of vodka, and we had a few beers on top of that. All I can say is that it was a noisy return to the guesthouse.
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In the morning I gave up my idea of going to the black market. And I was unsuccessful at finding a calligraphy gallery I was told about...
I finished sending postcards, and went around with Tannya, an american girl that did not have the mood to decide for what she should or shouldn't do with her time in Mongolia. That typically happens at times!
Back to the hostel, I started to pack, tried to give out as much as possible in order to go lighter, and I spent some time with australian Nicola, who was planning to go horseriding on her own with her boyfriend.
In the evening I went back to Enkhbaatar's appartment, to have a drink with him: I brought that Bulgarian sweet white wine that I had promised him but could not find the day before.
The rest of the evening and most of the night was spent in a colorful and delightful manner with Angelique, Liv, crazy Andy from England, and Swiss Herve who was taking the same train as me to Beijing.
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Wenesday, I recoverd a little bit and rested.
I was also very pleased to find Angelique at the guesthouse, as she had just come back from a tour with a new Andy, english this time.
I had dinner at Enkhbaatar's house: I had met him on the bus the day before, and he lives just near my guesthouse. We had some succulent dumplings, and lots of talking. His wife is very kind too, like most Mongolians. His wife's sisters joined too, and after looking at the familly albums we went into a photography session, as the single sister wanted a good picture of herself.
Enkhbaatar also showed me his workshop for silversmithing: very artisanal, but his work is pretty good, although he didn't have much at hand to show me.
After that, I went out with Andy and Angelique, we found that "50 cents" bar. The two of thew had already watered down a bottle of vodka, and we had a few beers on top of that. All I can say is that it was a noisy return to the guesthouse.
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In the morning I gave up my idea of going to the black market. And I was unsuccessful at finding a calligraphy gallery I was told about...
I finished sending postcards, and went around with Tannya, an american girl that did not have the mood to decide for what she should or shouldn't do with her time in Mongolia. That typically happens at times!
Back to the hostel, I started to pack, tried to give out as much as possible in order to go lighter, and I spent some time with australian Nicola, who was planning to go horseriding on her own with her boyfriend.
In the evening I went back to Enkhbaatar's appartment, to have a drink with him: I brought that Bulgarian sweet white wine that I had promised him but could not find the day before.
The rest of the evening and most of the night was spent in a colorful and delightful manner with Angelique, Liv, crazy Andy from England, and Swiss Herve who was taking the same train as me to Beijing.
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Have a look at the Summary Page - Please sign my Guest Book
