Nesh around The World

We reached the park late on the same evening, where the host family welcomed us with a good dinner and warm beds.
That night, the sky was clear so the stars gave a breathtaking and chilling show as the winds howled through the peaks. In these little glimpses of heaven, the beauty of nature becomes so clear that one cannot help but get lost in some personal philosophical moment.

The next day the daughter of the family brought us breakfast and informed us of the plan for the day, which consisted of a horse riding tour on the snowy land in the park.
The dad waited for us outside the tent while preparing the horses for the ride. He was a large man with a strong Mongolian look, who spoke very little and smiled even less.


It was my first time riding a horse but after the first few moments of anxiousness, I understood why so many people find riding very freeing and relaxing. It felt like being one with the horse, galloping in the deep snows of the park.

After having returned to the camp, one of my comrades tripped as he was descending, falling straight into the snow. The father had offered help just moments earlier to which he had been confidently refused.
Unexpectedly, the big man burst into a deep laughter that surprised us all and made us all laugh as well.
The next stop before returning to Ulanbataar would be the Chinggis Khaan Statue Complex after lunch.