I am now in Ulan-Ude, the very last of my Russian stops. I meet up with Atle, a Finnish guy I met in Irkutsk and who was nice enough to warn me that bus tickets for Mongolia were running out very fast. He even booked one for me (fortunately, because I left the day my visa expired).
A few steps away from the hostel, there is the largest Lenine head of the country.
I spend a great time with interesting people at the hostel. The owner teaches me how to play the Buryat hymn with my flute. I meet an American who has studied the same as what I am about to and who gives me loads of advice; he is crossing Russia on a bicycle, it’s impressive. Most people here are going to or coming from Mongolia. I even see a super nice girl I met in St-Petersburg, small world!
Outside, I have the weird feeling that I am neither completely in Europe nor completely in Asia. People’s faces are at the same time Asian and Western, and the atmosphere is a mix of both, with Asian calm mixed to European infrastructures. The city itself doesn’t impress me much, though it is not unpleasant.
My heart tightens a bit: these are my last instants in this huge country. Time goes by so fast.. I think again about all the encounters, all the experiences, all the challenges I have went through during these last 30 days. What a beautiful journey. I can leave serene.
Mongolia, here I come!
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