Whenever I'm heading off to Mongolia for research, colleagues and friends react with a mix of bewilderment and concern -- as if I'm flying away to a faraway planet.
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As I am walking through the forest, my Mongolian friend, Baagi, throws up a bulky stick up into the branches of a pine tree. I stand cautiously back and look up to see two pinecones fall to the ground.
Deserts are never as barren as the image the word initially conjures up before your eyes.
The Sahara has its magnificent emerald oases across a vas...
After driving more than 10,000 miles from London to Mongolia, car trouble continues to plague me and my fellow Mongol Ralliers. Some teams are kno...
Travelers undertaking the Mongol Rally have to be super resourceful and open to new ideas on the road. In the fourth episode of "Adventures in Mo...
It's coming on winter, and Ulaanbaatar, the capital city of Mongolia, is making its annual transformation into the second most air polluted city in the world.
Your odds of getting something edible off a Tajikistani menu are worse than your odds of traveling all the way from England to Mongolia without getting a flat tire.
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