Quite what The Beatles are doing in Ulaan Batoor, I don't know, but as a fellow scouse, I felt compelled to get involved. I must be on a magical, mystery tour.
Yet another Irish pub. This one claims to be the first Mongolian Irish pub, and who am I to argue. No Guiness though. A curry round the corner followed before an early night at Idre's guesthouse, where we share a dorm with a Dutch guy who has spent the last thre years cycling here, covering maybe 30,000 km.
[There seem to be quite a few of these ultra long distance cycle tourers out there. Last year I chatted with Zac http://www.zacplusbike.com/ and i've just heard about this fella: www.carryoncycling.com. I've long harboured dreams of doing it myself. I spent some time in my twenties plotting out an overland route from Cape Town to the Cape of Good Hope. Three years is what I reckoned it'd take. When I didn't make that happen, I considered the more manageable North Cape (Norway) to Gibraltar option. I'd budget three or four months for that, it could still happen, sometime down the road.]
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