Mongolian breakfast

A little bit longer than 1 hour including half an hour of bumpy road (why would you slow down when you see the giant holes in the ground?) we arrived in the yurt hotel. It’s called a hotel but it’s actually a collection of yurts gathered around a big central one. There were 2 types of yurts: traditional ones (all in wood and fabric) where we would spend the night and modern ones (in concrete).
Concrete yurt


Given the previous night had been windy the traditional yurts needed to be checked before we could access to them. Therefore we went to a concrete one to change (i.e. put all the warm clothes we had brought on as it was freezing cold) and refresh (i.e. use the toilet that had no flush because there was no running water). Next stop was Mongolian breakfast. That turned out not to be a hit with us. First the Mongolian tea is a milk tea that is salted. Absolutely impossible to drink. None of us could take more than a sip. No coffee or normal tea as an alternative. Food wise it was not a big success as the cheese was sweet (well that’s what I was told as I still do not eat cheese), the steamed buns and porridge were on the other hands not tasty at all, last but not least there were hard boiled eggs. Believe it or not, all of a sudden they looked super attractive and we all ate 2 or 3 of them (so much for our cholesterol). There were also some Mongolian bread brought in the town we passed by. Those only tasted oil and left your hands covered with a layer of oil after holding them. Better than the rest not that much better.
Breakfast