
I woke up early on the old Soviet modeled train from the sun grazing my eyes. I was bundled up in a thick comforter, still laying lazily on the hard mattress, when I glanced out the window to see free roaming animals, nomadic Yurt tents, half frozen streams and mountains towering into the cloudless sky. It was an awesome sight causing a wave of spiritualism to flood my body. It’s gorgeous, mysterious and enchanting. It’s Mongolia.