Panic is for Hosers

Left UB last night along with Wolfgang Shultz, but in radge fashion.  We had to catch the 8pm overnight train to the border, but certainly not without a proper send off from the locals.  We hit a bar for a quick beer and were supposed to head to the station around 6:00…we left the bar at 7:15 and showed up at the station 5 minutes before the train left (rides are damn near impossible to get around then…we ended up jamning Wolfy and me along with Enkee and Togoo and all our luggage in the backseat of a junker car to get there).

Then we got on car 10, when we were supposed to be in car 5.

So after a lot of wandering and flirting we managed to get the attendants to show us to our beds and had the first decent rest in days, and trust me it’s needed.  The bumps and screeches and sand blowing in the window couldn’t even stop our slumber.

The train arrived at the border around 8am, and we found a Mongol fella who said he’d take us over the border by Russian jeep (don’t get me wrong though, this is actually the way it’s done, not winged) for 80 yuan.  Great.  We made our last border crossing (from Zamyn Uud, Mongolia to Erlianhot, China) after a couple hours and then dumbed our way out of an extra charge to get to the bus station, where we have to be back in a couple hours to catch our sleeper bus to Beijing.  Piece of cake.

I’ll give you a taste of this mysterious Wolfgang of the Hobos.  The two of us manage to out-party even the local Mongols (with stories not suitable for public knowledge).  Just now we figured we’d hit the internet here while waiting for the bus and he asked if I wanted a coke, then came back with 2 huge beers and a grin and said it’s all he could find.  Radge koont as them Hobos say.

We’re actually surrounded by about 14 local kids right now.  If any of them read English they’ll be happy to know that they’re awesome, what with all the fireworks they keep setting off outside with the police station next door.

Right, so Beijing tomorrow where we plan to stuff ourselves with cheap delicious Chinese food and meet up with some Mongols we met in the countryside and, you know, keep puttin up awesome.

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P.S.  To Enkee (Enkbashi), Togoo (Casper), Gans (Toothy Pizda), Sam, Ogi, Meg…we miss yall already.  We’ll be back soon to get more VIP tables by saying we’re famous back home and party ourselvse ragged.  Thanks for everything…it was by far the highlight of the trip of a lifetime.

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