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Oh Yes, the hordes of
Skeggis Khan straddle the Great Wall of China and Mongolia, after their arduous undertaking are prepared to familiarize themselves with the distant world of spring rolls: Lacina. The costs
4 weeks in Mongolia were fantastic: a journey through time, space and mentality 'of this nomadic people.
Ulan Bator Try to be a cosmopolitan and attractive city, which succeeds well in the eyes of Mongolians who wish to worldliness', but I found myself often in situations far removed from fun and cosmopoliticivitizzazione!
The rest of Mongolia, which is 'big plus or minus 5 times in Italy, and' made by nature, fucking great and immense nature in the wild, with an occasional tiny village scattered lungole unpaved roads and many ger, the round tents in which they live almost all of those who do not live in UB, which basically live on subsistence grazing herds of cows, goats, horses, yaks, etc. ..
Some of them have electricity and an old black and white TV, others really live like 100 years ago, and the time really takes a different quality! I was lucky enough to stay a couple of days alone in this ger helping the Mongolian family (father, mother and 2 children) to attend to the daily chores, I think we both learned a lot: they do not know but I am now taking an Enlarged lasso horses, collect dried dung for the fire at night and I have enough antibodies to go anywhere!
My hoste, Sabina (a German expatriate 15 years ago with seriproblemi of alcoholism), in moments of lucidity was very nice, and has placed at least 25 in 2 couchsurfers ger in
Thanks to that crazy but I had the chance to pass 20 days wandering through Mongolia, along with a driver (Aruk, who spoke only Russian and Mongolian) and other backpackers from all over Europe. Communicate with Aruk and 'was really difficult, but now we are great friends and drinking buddies, the sentence must was "Paaaaaashli!" Russian translation of "Leeet's go!" And "Italian pasta" when it was time to eat, than "Sotomayo" does not mean a shit in any language, but I sounded good to us again so often to encourage ourselves in difficult times and difficult times we were nesono!
Anyway, VanSurfing doing on the roof of the van wrecked Russian adisposizione made by Sabine, sitting in the spare wheel beside the cans of gasoline I immersed myself in the fantastic views in all their irrepressible gigantezza, Photos of them as always only give you an idea: the steppe, with its green hills long three days of travel, volcanic lakes, craters, plains so long to see the roundness' of the earth and the formidable Gobi Desert I do not know who built it but he had a lot of imagination, huge sand dunes beside the green meadows with streams and lakes (but not diacqua of shit since the camel shit without knowledge) (I found out too late .. .) and high and low mountains, lunar landscapes, canyons, and so on and so forth! That's cool, that's cool.
The most incredible moment 'was when fording a river 1 meter deep and about half the van and' half dead 'street, el' water was entering through the door: times of turmoil, panic and laughter, as our lives are already in a dusty backpacks I saw his passport to squeeze and suck the water to dry by my beloved ipod megasmazzante.
Aruk The wise who knows his half waited for the right time, and after a couple of minutes with water at the ankles and the windows fogged up and the fan motor that squirted water at mo 'for watering inside the van, slowly van has done it, we fucking did it!
Commotion in the audience, a big pat on the back and we needed to Aruk montenegro only to celebrate the company!
I also finally made friends with the Yak (with the pettinatasempre in vogue), with the camel (the humps there 'really tap for drinking!), I strolled among flocks of sheep, cows, goats and sheep, whose life consists mainly in fart happily, I rode horses with Mongol which Genghis Khan conquered 'the world, those thin thin saddles his ass the next day it hurts badly and I fed the main food of mongolia: mare's milk! In all ways: fermented yogurtizzato, salty, vodkizzato, but never fucking normal milk, ever. Oh yes, and this 'life here'!
And what about the lives of UB: the party for the gold medals of Mongolia in judo and boxing, concerts, crazy and degenerate collective and fireworks in the square next to Genghis Khan, and then a 2 days of concerts with rock band Mongolian and rough, the black market where you can buy everything from a bolt head of a goat for dinner (!) and nights with a thousand people from all over the place at Sabina's, including 3 German cycling has been made Greece, Turkey, Iran, Central Asia India and China (who knows that I do not change the program and I am traqualche months in Tehran!)
I would have much more to tell the world about Mongolia, but this time passes and they are already in China where I had problems at the border to causadi subversive material in my possession (with a book-Tibetan Buddhist iconology given to me by a Mongolian lama), and I 'was confiscated, oh yes and I 'was confiscated.
bitterness and hatred for the police, as usual, but on the contrary, the Chinese seem very nice and helpful, maybe too much, I understand if they are idiots, or if there 'a reason why they always laugh.
I'm turning a bicycle in Beijing far and wide, but the rest the next newsletter.
Well, four weeks in China and then not really know where to go, we'll see what happens, the important ', anyway, believe it.
yo!
Ske
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