The gobi desert was amazing, more like a prairie, but seemingly endless and with an eerie openness.
The train snaked through the vast plains, offering a view of the train itself from our carriage.
The border crossing was slow. A very thorough inspection by a surly pair of guards. We finally pulled away from Mongolia and into Russia at 230 am. I think..
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