I went away for a week to visit Lake Khovsgol, located in the north western part of Mongolia. I've decided to break this week into three parts so as not to bore my readers with too many pictures
Part two, in which our hero ventures into local gers and eats various homemade cheese and curd products, and drinks traditional mongolian vodka made from milk. He also visits a hot spring, gets caught in a snow storm (in the middle of summer??) and takes control of a dance party on a boat. All this and more.. so read on for the exciting second part of this story.
One of the families we stopped off at on the way to the hot springs had these delicious cheese type cookies almost. they tasted like a faint farmers cheese. It reminded me of what is inside of blintze. Quite tasty but after a few I was in need of a break.
myself, mai, beka, and pete in the hot tub. Drinking vodka and staying classy. Funny story about this place. So that night we sneak into the springs at midnight and go in for a dip. well I must have been in for a while and really dehydrated myself. when we go to leave i feel sick, I mean really, really sick. I don't know if i'm going to puke or shit myself or both. it was raining outside so i end up going to just sit in the rain. I feel like shit, pure shit. I think partly that i could die here. I'm pretty weak and delirious. I'm telling the others to go on without me and I have visions of either being woken up naked outside the hut by the mongolians who run the place or of being eaten by a wolf (yes, there are wolf around these parts) After some time, and help from Pete, I make it back to the camp. Weak and tired i gulp some water, put my sleeping bag on the ground, and pass out.
The following day is a disgusting rainy day. We decide to move to the ger camp across the street from where we were the night before, and to also go on a boat ride around the lake. No one is too plussed about it as it's rainy and nasty out but we decide to go. pretty much as soon as we drop our bags in the new ger camp, the sun comes out. It's still very cold, but we have son. This boat (not the barge) is the boat we go out on.
but could this day get any better???
I guess we'll need to see what happens in the third installment of my week at Khovsgol.