UB, Mongolia.
Nick is okay, no broken bones but maybe a few bruises.
We have made it to Ulaan Bataar! Everything is dusty and we’ve never been so dirty in our entire lives.
The “finish line” was completely anti-climactic. Little disappointing to be honest, but Catch us if you Khan’s van died about 25km outside of UB, making things a LOT more interesting.
We’ll write a bit more when it’s not 3:30 in the morning and we’ve all slept and showered.
Love,
The Beavers
