We arrived in Ulaan Baatar (which means Red Hero) at six in the morning and our new honcho (Boogi) took us straight to the hotel, and incredibly kindly allowed us a couple of hours to catch up on lost sleep.

Once we woke we met Boogi and went to lunch at a restaurant called Nomads (Mongolian food which also has a restaurant in Detroit). I had a fillet of horse meat and I'm proud to say that it was one of the nicest meals I have ever eaten! I'd recommend it to everyone.

We then saw the square and the statues of Chinngis Khan (Genghis Khan) and his ancestors amongst others. After that we walked up to a monument on top of a large hill south of the city called Zaisan memorial. The views were incredible, of the whole cityalthough the large amounts of smog ruined the view abit, but I'll let the pictures do the talking.

We awoke early this morning to go to the Gandanfegchinlen monastry to watch the daily chanting ceremony. It was very impressive but we all felt like we were intruding as there were alot of people praying.

After that we made our way to the ger camp. It was an hour and a half drive on the bumpiest road ever, as we left our seats by at least a foot on each big bump (at least 5 times). We think roads are bad in Britain!!

Once we arrived and we dropped our stuff off at our gers (incredibly warm) and had dinner. After that we had a couple of hours to ourselves so Sarah and I went for a walk in the surrounding hills. As we climbed the hill (to more and more protests from Sarah) we started to see the beauty of the surrounding area. The views were extraordinary! I'm not sure where is more picturesque, Lake Baikal or the Mongolian wilderness! Once again everyone was mesmorized.

After our walk we met the local family (for that time of year) and spent 2 hours drinking fermented Yaks milk (kind of salty but very tasty!) and eating dried kurd (which everybody hated but I thought tasted of lemony candy sticks).

The toilet on the 'ger camp site' is whole between two planks (see picture) and in one of them there is a mountain of frozen poo (at least two feet tall) which is a bit off putting but if you've got to go, you've got to go!

It's -30 outside but 30 inside the ger so you can imagine the shock of the heat but it's lovely to be here.