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Wet dreams and intoxicated drivers

I was having a really good nights sleep, until, at 4am, it started pissing it down.  With the top of my ger left open, this made sure I woke up in the process of getting wet through, along with my bag.  I had a quick dart around my ger in the dark trying to cover all my gear up, as my camera and Ipod were lying on the floor next to my bed getting wet.  After 20 minutes of this ordeal, one of the camp staff came round and covered over the roof of my ger.  The damage had been done though and my bed was piss wet through, so i didnt get too much  sleep in after that!

I got up about 8am in a fowl mood, wet, cold and my ass still aching to buggery from the camel and had breakfast before we set off for a 120km drive to the Flaming Cliffs at Bayanzag.  Upon getting into the car, Alta told me that she thought the driver smelt of vodka.  Turns out he had managed to drink half a litre of vodka in the morning while we were getting showered.  What a tosser!  We had to get to Bayanzag today otherwise i would miss out on a whole day of my trip, so we left anyway, with the driver semi falling asleep at the wheel, driving at about 10kmph and weaving all over the road.  We managed to make it 20km before we stopped for a lunch break and decided it would be a good idea to let the driver sleep it off for two hours..........two hours later, we woke the driver up and he seemed even more pissed than before, but we ploughed on regardless.  He tried to put the keys in the ignition and missed twice, then when he got the car started, he started driving in the wrong direction, before stalling three times.  Things didnt look good.  When we pointed him in the right direction, we swerved all over the road for a further two hours, before we had to drive to a random ger to ask a nomad which direction to go, as the driver didnt have a clue where we were (he also nearly crashed into the ger and a tent).  I think Omboo has well and truly denied himself of any tip he was expecting from me after this performance.

We drove for a further half hour, when all of a sudden the car broke down again!  It just wouldnt go anywhere in any gear, so Omboo tried to fix it (he just kept on unscrewing and tightening bolts), but failed miserably as he was still drunk.  Another car pulled up and told us there was a problem with the drive shaft or something like that and that it shouldnt be too hard to sort out.  Little did they know how drunk our driver was.  This car is now officially shitter than Danny's Peugeot 406 after its little trip down the racecourse!!!

For about half an hour, Alta and myself debated whether it would be a good idea to start walking to the nearest village a full 35km away.  Then i wised up and realised that the idea would probably rank up alongside Hitlers idea to invade Russia in the worlds worst ideas awards.

This is one of the worse places i can think to break down, smack bang in the middle of the gobi desert with nothing as far as the eye can see.  We finally gave into the fact that we wouldnt be going anywhere tonight, so we decided to sleep in the car for the night as the tents were so crap. 

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