Eventually the time came to leave and I was gutted. Everyone came out to wave us off and there were hugs all round, I feel so stupid to admit it but I was really emotional to leave my new friends. I loved everything about the life there. Everything was simpler and stripped back, there was so much that I learnt in such a little time, but I don't want to go into too much detail as I'm worried I will paint them in a bad light as its easy to judge against our way of living without actually being there and seeing it for yourself. They all work really hard and really long days even the kids but they also do everything together as a family, eating every meal together and always laughing and joking. I got talking to a man who was hoping to set up his own tourist camp and asked me if I'd be interested in helping. I told him I would and I told them all I would be back and I know I definitely will. It's funny I always feel more at home anywhere but my home. There's something really magic about Mongolia and the people. I'm already planning my new life there. Its so me, one month in and Ive already found my new home and my next adventure.