Pickpockets
The main feature of this trip to Mongolia is the Nadaam festival. Today we headed out to the countryside to see the horseriding. Huge crowds watching little kids (used because they are light) thunder across the plains on Mongolian horses.
On the way back to the bus, was doubleteamed by a couple of pickpockets who nicked my wallet out of my pocket. Fortunately I managed to grab one of them (the one without the wallet) and refused to let him go until he got the wallet back. After much unintelligible abuse from him (he was suggesting I was some crazy foreigner I think), and the timely arrival of a tremendously disinterested Mongolian policeman (dragged there by my friend), the wallet mysteriously came flying out of a bus nearby, and was returned to me. Cash included.
Ulaanbaator is a bit of a cowboy town, glad to be leaving tomorrow. Off to kindly, safe, Siberia...
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On the way back to the bus, was doubleteamed by a couple of pickpockets who nicked my wallet out of my pocket. Fortunately I managed to grab one of them (the one without the wallet) and refused to let him go until he got the wallet back. After much unintelligible abuse from him (he was suggesting I was some crazy foreigner I think), and the timely arrival of a tremendously disinterested Mongolian policeman (dragged there by my friend), the wallet mysteriously came flying out of a bus nearby, and was returned to me. Cash included.
Ulaanbaator is a bit of a cowboy town, glad to be leaving tomorrow. Off to kindly, safe, Siberia...
Hugs
P
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