And it's finally only in the woods you get that nostalgia for "cities" at last, you dream of long gray journeys to cities where soft evenings'll unfold like Paris
Jack Kerouac, Big Sur
after my 9-day trek through the gobi desert and around mongolia, I'm now back in Ulan Bataar for a few days to see museums and do "city things" before heading out on the rails once more. I've got a train ticket for the 24th to Irkutsk, Russia, which will further my journey on the trans-mongolian railway to Moscow.
more updates to come in a few days, including back-dated gobi desert posts and information on my adventure with the great 4-window mongolian train ticket purchasing system.
