Deep inside every one of us there is a nomadic dreamer. One whose worldly possessions pack into a meagre few luggage and with it wanders to which ever corner of the world as one likes, whenever one likes. Because life is defined by the journeys we take as oppose to the destinations we arrive at.
We rely on our four-legged animal friends, or vehicle in our case, for transport; we listen to the sound of rivers and lakes for our daily water supply; we look to the sky, the terrain and our compass for direction, for there are no chalk-marked roads for guidance; and to look the part, we dress in the fur of the animal we hunted to protect ourselves from the bitter cold. Here in Mongolia, our nomadic dream comes true.
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Fantastic 🙂 well written:)
Thanks for visiting us and welcome again! Please pass it to all travellers who think of Mongolia
Ganbi! Thanks again for all your help in UB. Hope to see again dude