Baga Gazariin Chuluu II

Our final day out in Mother Mongolia's great outdoors. After another hefty breakfast, Gana drove us all to the actual site of Baga Gazariin Chuluu where we could do some hiking, Baga Gazariin Chuluu's peak was considered sacred by the Mongolians. There were remnants of temples here that were destroyed during the war.

We passed through several stone stupas on the way until Khulan let us go to explore on our own for an hour or so, telling us to come back to the same place when we're done. I started to meditate again and Hayata joined me too. I did some exploring on my own as well and ran into Ryo. I invited him to scale the higher peaks with me and we went to one after the next until we decided that it was time to go back.

Funnily enough, we saw the other group going in the wrong direction, it was a good thing we called out to them and that they saw us. They said they would have kept going on if not for us. They'd have ended up lost like me, in the last day too!

We all met up with Gana again and said good bye to this majestic place. Gana brought us to this restaurant that only had one item in their menu: buuz, Mongolian dumplings except this one only had sheep meat. I had no choice but to eat, not the first time Gana put me in this position with his love of sheep meat. It was an actual battle finishing these giant buuz, numbering up to 8 per plate. Everyone had a hard time eating all of them but we managed to chow 'em down.

We also stopped by a surreal liminal place that somehow pulled off both a nomadic and soviet vibe, a sand storm was brewing in the horizon. The rest of the trip back to UB was peaceful and uneventful. Everyone was quite tired from such a long journey and slept throughout most of the ride.Read more