No desert for old men: The Gobi

Gobi Desert

Many backpackers do choose the same route (hey, they all read the same guide book…). Therefore, it is no wonder that I kept bumping into the same few people more than once. And it’s always nice to see a friendly and familiar face when arriving in a new hostel. Ulan-Bator was no exception to this experience. During the train ride to this city I bumped into two couples sitting in the compartment next to me. Since I knew them from back in Irkutsk, I decided to go to the same hostel as they were. This was a perfect decision, since I met there yet another couple I knew from back when I was in Siberia.
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