The time in Bilgee’s yurt camp comes to an end

Day: 33-35

Sunrise:
06:12 h/06:15 h

Sunset:
20:01 h/19:57 h

Total kilometers:
452

Soil condition:
Meadow

Temperature – Day (maximum):
27 °C

Temperature – day (minimum):
24 °C

Temperature – Night:
5 °C

Latitude:
48°55’401”

Longitude:
103°39’459”

Maximum height:
1379 m above sea level

I have just made myself comfortable in the small yurt to record our stories when Bilgee comes in and asks me to take the solar panels off the yurt roof and attach them to his yurt. “The small yurt is now being dismantled,” he says. “Is Tovuu’s vacation over?” I ask. “Yes,” answers Bilgee. So we are forced to move all our belongings back to the horse-drawn wagon. We take the opportunity to build a construction to attach the solar panels to the horse-drawn carriage and test them there. While Ulzii sews some straps to the roof of the car, I sit under a tarpaulin attached to the car to write. So I test the writing space for the duration of the trip. A little later, the cold wind blows unpleasantly under the tarpaulin, so I retreat to Bilgee’s large yurt.

In the evening, Baatar, Tovuu, Orgio and Sarnai say goodbye to us. Little Orgio stretches up to me to give me a kiss on the cheek. I am surprised, as I was only able to look after him a little because of my permanent employment.

Bilgee uses the afternoon to bake bread.

Because I ate far too much of Bilgee’s delicious soup with goat meat, carrots, potatoes, rice and fresh bread in the evening, I lie in the tent completely overeaten. “Why do you always eat so much?” asks Tanja a little sympathetically. “I just can’t control myself,” I reply. Bright lightning flashes in the sky and casts its glistening light through the canvas. The distant thunder approaches quickly until we think a monster is throwing boulders down from the hills towards us. The earth seems to shake and the air is electrically charged. Then torrential rain sets in. The pattering on the tent sounds like a never-ending drum roll. “Will the tent stay tight?” asks Tanja. “Shouldn’t be a problem,” I reply, watching the bright flashes of lightning. The storm lasts for several hours until it ends with a light continuous rain.

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