After a fun (rough, I mean so much fun) 24 hour train from Irkutsk, I made it to Mongolia. The next day I hopped into an old Russian military van and set out into the Gobi. Not trying to brag, but it was one of the coolest things I’ve done in my life.
When I made it back to Ulaanbaatar, I had a celebratory meal at a fancy(ish) Italian restaurant downtown. And then proceeded to have violent food poisoning on an 11 hour plane ride. Lesson learned: don’t eat Italian in Mongolia.
This is all to say, in all of the excitement I really forgot about the blog. But now comfortably back in the US, I am editing photos and they are just too good not to share. So here goes the Mongolia album.
I booked my desert tour through this amazing little company called Sunpath, if you ever find yourself in Mongolia I heartily recommend. We spent the week driving across the incredibly diverse landscapes of Central and South Mongolia, including the Gobi desert. From the aptly named Flaming Cliffs, to towering sand dunes, desert forests, and surprisingly lush valleys, I found myself constantly asking our guide; “is this still the desert?”.
The answer, of course, was always yes. Turns out deserts are more than just sand.