goats et. al

Speeding along the dirt tyre tracks past camels and goats, the bus randomly stops in the middle of the desert to let a family off where there is no sign of life. The bus lurches up and down as if it were a roller coaster ride, yet there are no screams of excitement among the stone-faced passengers. Instead, the over-capacity bus has all eyes on me; a stranger in their land.

A jeep driver picks me up at the bus stop, points the jeep towards the golden setting sun, and we speed off deeper into the desert, passing animal carcasses and piles of ovoos (a stone offering to the Gods). In less than an hour, we suffer two flat tyres and I experience the lightening fast pace at which Mongolians can fix mechanical issues.

We pull up at the first family’s ger and children come running out in excitement, which quickly morphs into shyness upon seeing foreigners. Goats roam in the distance searching for what little green blades of grass they can find. I scan our surroundings and wonder how anyone could live in this barren place with no trees or greenery, where the sky seems to swallow you.

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