Nothing to report

I am now in noideawhere, which is somewhere in Central Mongolia. There is nothing much to report except for a small incident with a drunk bloke trying to start a fire in my ger, another incident with a drunk travel companion of mine ripping the only snooker table for 200kms and then having it "fixed" with some glue an iron and a large lump of concrete, and a final incident with a drunk bloke and some other drunkards in a curious rural Mongolian disco. I would like to make it clear that the author was only an observer to all these incidents.



This was originally written on 03 August 2007. It is from my summer trip from Beijing to Birmingham.