Mongolia🇲🇳Left alone, hoping to get some food

And then we were in front of our ger. The guide was nowhere to be found. We were starving because we hadn’t had lunch yet, and it was already 7:00 pm, watching another family emptying a sheep’s skull (oops, why are my cliffhangers still open?). “Where are we?” our eyes spoke to each other. After a few aimless rounds of card games, we decided to approach a woman who had been milking a yak for half an hour. And it paid off. She was the one who would provide us with noodle soup. In two hours. To pass the time, we walked to the lake to skip stones on the water.

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