That be my friend, Roger.
Fourth night in countryside of Mongolia. Fourth ger I will be experiencing…
And he thought he can one up on me…
Roger: “Sara, How do you say Shutup in Mongol”
Sara: “To who?”
Roger looking at me yells “TOWHO”
Me (calmly): “I think the proper word depends upon whether you are addressing somebody formally or informally. She wants to know who are you addressing when you want to say Shutup”.
Roger (muttering under his breath): “I can’t get a break, can I”
And this is reason #152 why it is so much fun to travel with this guy…

I have a working hypothesis…
That was a BIG dust devil!!
Reminds me of another day… another place..
If this is not adventure, I do not know what is…
I miss my motorcycle!!!
View from up there…
We got to the area where the sand dune was the highest in the area. And started climbing it. At first it was easy. Then it became difficult. And then it kept on getting very difficult. It was incredibly steep. The sand was giving in so much that with every step we were progressing no more than six to nine inches. Roger and I set a particular set of bush as our target. We took a lot of breaks. Finally reached the spot. I was running out of breath quickly. Had to lay down and rest it out for some time.
The views were spectacular from there. Took a shot from where we were sitting. You can see our vehicle way down there. Also look at the surface to our left to realize how vertically we were climbing…







