Forest somewhere once gone The road to Urga Night Urga (Ulan Bator) Camp site on the slope g.Bogdo-Ula. Mongolia - a country of white yurts and drunken, rare individuals peasant sex, tottering between. Country plush, indifferent wandering Bactrian (two-humped camel) and madly rushing cars 4x4, lifted by a yellow comet tails of dust. And also - quite cheerful silhouettes (in the morning) with a single step People evrozadneprivodnoy 2x2 cross ... A bunch of lazy in the heat of sheep and rocks on the edge of the water, after having gorged itself lake fare of birds, as well as the endless blue of the sky - ocean Tengri over his head, the bottom of which is dotted here and there nedogryzannymi skeletons of fallen brothers our smaller bodies and dormant, yet their living relatives. Here with pleasure drink mare's milk (local and non-indigenous - with some caution!) And with genuine pride served steaming, fragrant juice flowing out, gorgeous buuzy - halhinskoy top n