16th of June 2011
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Bayankhongor to Arvaikheer - 225km
Anecdote
Shortly before Arvaikheer I got afraid that I would fall asleep on the bike and we stopped for a coffee break. Whatever coffee means here: in most cases you get these 3 in 1 pouches…50% sugar, 37% milk powder and only 13% coffee: bah!!
It was around 3pm in the afternoon when a jeep with 4 guys arrived in front of the small kitchen in which the woman cooked our own water for the coffee.
Both guys in the front seats gazed at us and made their way unsteadily towards us. Totally drunken. After the one guy told me his name 3 times some small conversation with hands and feet followed and then finally after 5 times saying Good Bye they headed back to their car.
The driver climbed on his seat whereas the one on the passenger seat needed some help; one guy from the back pushed him in but didn’t close the door. When I looked back to the car this guy just fell out of his seat and landed head down on the gravel.
He couldn’t get up by himself, so one guy from the back tried to help him when they both went to the ground. A third guy came and helped to lift and push the front passenger into his seat. After another 5min (I think the driver tried to find the starter or his keys?) they drove slowly away. I had tears in my eyes from laughing but actually it isn't funny...OMG! I don’t want to meet them on the road...
Alcohol is a big problem in Mongolia and we have seen many people being already drunken in the early afternoon.
Approx. 30km before Arvaikheer the road changed to asphalt. A strange feeling after all this off road driving through Mongolia.
We entered Arvaikheer and all of a sudden everything and everyone was busy. We realized that the days before in those villages were so relaxed and now we were back in a kind of hub and “the civilization”. So, this was our first preparation for Ulaan Baatar.
Anecdote
Shortly before Arvaikheer I got afraid that I would fall asleep on the bike and we stopped for a coffee break. Whatever coffee means here: in most cases you get these 3 in 1 pouches…50% sugar, 37% milk powder and only 13% coffee: bah!!
It was around 3pm in the afternoon when a jeep with 4 guys arrived in front of the small kitchen in which the woman cooked our own water for the coffee.
Both guys in the front seats gazed at us and made their way unsteadily towards us. Totally drunken. After the one guy told me his name 3 times some small conversation with hands and feet followed and then finally after 5 times saying Good Bye they headed back to their car.
The driver climbed on his seat whereas the one on the passenger seat needed some help; one guy from the back pushed him in but didn’t close the door. When I looked back to the car this guy just fell out of his seat and landed head down on the gravel.
He couldn’t get up by himself, so one guy from the back tried to help him when they both went to the ground. A third guy came and helped to lift and push the front passenger into his seat. After another 5min (I think the driver tried to find the starter or his keys?) they drove slowly away. I had tears in my eyes from laughing but actually it isn't funny...OMG! I don’t want to meet them on the road...
Alcohol is a big problem in Mongolia and we have seen many people being already drunken in the early afternoon.
Approx. 30km before Arvaikheer the road changed to asphalt. A strange feeling after all this off road driving through Mongolia.
We entered Arvaikheer and all of a sudden everything and everyone was busy. We realized that the days before in those villages were so relaxed and now we were back in a kind of hub and “the civilization”. So, this was our first preparation for Ulaan Baatar.
