After 32 days on the road, stuck in a silly small car, we finally rolled into Ulaan Bataar, the capital of Mongolia on 18th August after 7561.7 miles.



Passed through 8 countries, met some fucking amazing people, had a near death experience, got held at a border for being a bit naughty, drank with Mafia types, ate shitloads of shashlik, stayed in a ger and nearly cried at the most stunning landscapes I think I'll ever see.



And now, it's time to catch up on the month's worth of boobies I've missed.