I loved the traditional music that was played in the vans sometimes on the way from camp to site. Listening to this music and watching Mongolia’s incredible landscape go by gave me that tingly, alive feeling — “wow, I’m really in Mongolia”.
Here’s a good representative of the music. A sad song! The ruined temple, (called Sum Khok Burd), the singer is sitting in, was a few hours from our site. We visited there one weekend and took showers in the nearby town.
Listen to how she rolls her “R’s”. I cannot for the life of me reproduce this which makes me wonder if I’ll ever be able to learn Mongolian!
Me at Sum Khok Burd