That night, we wrapped ourselves up for the cold sleep in the tent. We had the fire for when we went to sleep, but there was no fire by morning and thus, it got a bit chilly in there, although not as cold as I had feered. We were sharing the ger with Richard from
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Thursday, May 22, 2008
Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia – 09/24 (afternoon)
(Michelle) After a hardy lunch of mystery tough meat with thick fat noodles and potatoes (which other than the hardness of the meat was actually pretty tasty), we went on a horseback ride with our non English speaking horsemen of the house. Actually, we ne
ver heard him speak Mongolian either, he was a man of few words, but he did speak quite well to the horses – “chew”. I don’t know what “chew” means, but whenever the horseman said it, the horse did what he wanted. TJ tried to use this tactic as well, but he must have been off a little on the intonation at first, because the horse didn’t listen to him. This was especially frustrating for TJ when his horse wouldn’t stop walking right behind mine and mine had gas. CHU … CHU ” to get my horse moving. So the second half of the ride was much better, Michelle however never really seemed to master her beast. They were constantly wandering off in different directions.
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