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It's probably good I don't have more money because I would run away so fucking hard.
For all my tumblr peeps, I ain't going to be on tumblr for quite a while due to travelling so please excuse my absence <3 Toodles till next year ;)
Did I like Mongolia? Hmmmm. Did I like Mongolia…
For me, there is no straight answer to the question. A month in Mongolia was a veritable roller coaster of high highs and low lows with virtually nothing in between.
Food is completely bereft and unpalatable.
Transportation consists of jolting across dirt tracks.
Weather is more unpredictable than my moods on a bad day.
Time comprises of “baijee, baijee!” (“wait, wait”) and “margaash, margaash!” (tomorrow, tomorrow).
And yet…
The landscape of this territory is so breathtaking.
The barrenness of this country, so haunting.
The resilience of its people, so admirable.
The preservation of their traditions, so inspiring.
The love of music and dance, so beautiful.
Fucking Mongolia! It’s the durian of Asia: wholly unpredictable and wholly indescribable. Every time I was sure that I had finally had it, that I was going to shoulder my backpack and grab the next bus/train/plane combo home, a stranger would stroll by singing an impassioned folk song--wild and free as the land itself--and the skies would give way to a double rainbow.