Sheer madness: a Tribute to Mongolia’s Nadaam Holiday
Mass tourism in Mongolia? You wouldn’t believe it. But it’s reality. It’s Nadaam time. A tribute to some rather unusual days in Mongolia’s remote countryside.
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Crossing China June 17
In June 2017 we travelled in 22 days through China – from Lao (Mohan border) to Mongolia (Ehrenhot). A total of approx. 5’600km. Here some practical information about the journey.
Horizons Unlimited During the Nadaam Festival – Central Mongolia
A trip thru grasslands to the historic and cultural center of Mongolia. Visits to the local Nadaam festival where real men can proof their superiority to anything else on this world.
Nadaam in Tsetserleg
Tsetserleg, Mongolia; 7th July
The Gobi – A Golf Course in Mongolia
A drive thru the Gobi. Often thru a green landscape, in rainy weather. The desert reminds us of a golf course. Then northwards to Central Mongolia.
From China’s Center to Mongolia
The hell a lot of rain in Beijing. So slightly limited sightseeing. On to the Province of Inner Mongolia, across the border to real Mongolia. Then we just follow the small tracks leading us to the Gobi desert. Beijing, 23th June After 1 night in Datong we leave this strange place with its…
The Very End of the Silk Road And on to China’s Coal Belt
The big rush thru China. Thanx to the obligation to go on an expensive guided tour. From Laos to Mongolia in just 22 days, sightseeing included. Now from Kunming thru Sichuan Province to Xi’An. A visit to the easternmost town of the Silk Road. Then northwards to China’s coal belt. Some 3000km in just a…
Yunnan, China
Back to China. A border crossing into China in no time. Thru southern Yunnan Province with a visit to the famous Yuangyang Terraces to finally reach Kunming.
On the Way to China
Hibernation is definitely over. We have to get used to our on-going trip. In Switzerland? No problem
Be Ready 2 Reload Your Jealousy
Winter in Laufaburg, Swizzyland. Cold, cloudy, no incredible sensations, politics as usual, the local tribes celebrating their ever same rituals and Hähnle, our beloved watering hole gets ready for us by May only. No reason to maintain jealousy.