With an old Russian minivan through the Говь

After the bus trip, we arrive in Даланзадгад (Dalanzadgad) at 8 pm, but no driver is present… So we head to a small hotel in town and tomorrow we’ll search our driver. In the morning we call the guesthouse and hear that Батгэрэл (Batgerel, our driver) is looking for us. One hour later his old Russian army van appears near the hotel and picks us up. After a couple of words we know we’ll enjoy his company. By seeing and feeling his bright blue van, we immediately have a deja vu feeling and feel well.

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