Olgii

Olgii, the place of nightmares....

As we have yet to mention our luck had been too good. The merc had encountered only little leaks which in turn happened to be patched up by two beautiful italians skilled in thermostat repair. We had had the most incredible road trip driving through Europe, Turkey and the Causauses and then lived the Kazahk dream for 8 days with our continental friends driving though deserts and sleeping by lakes. We even had a car chase through the mountians in Russia.

Bad luck stuck in Olgii, 200km inside Mongolia, 1000km from our final destination Ulan Baatar the capital. Not much can be beared to be said but we had to leave the red dragon behind. A deposit was placed on a motorbike (the dark wolf). A crash was had on a motorbike. Every bank decided in the town decided to reject out cards. England decided to have a bank holiday. The white warrior had to push on through Mongolia. In the end, 5 days later, we had to sell all our equipment and buy two places on a small russian van (the grey marmote) that was heading to UB. Spirits were low.

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