This weekend Tom and I got away from the city for some lovely Mongolian countryside. Just a little over an hour’s drive and we were in clean air surrounded by beautiful mountains. We stayed at a hotel / camp on across the river from a big national park (called Terelj) with good hiking, and since the river is frozen we could just walk on over. I think this was my first ever time to walk on a frozen river.
The hotel where we stayed is called Khaan Jims, translated: King Fruit. You can stay in their log-cabin style main house or in one of their permanent gers (made of brick / stone but shaped like gers), and we opted for a well-headed guest room in the main house. Tom said he felt like we were in Wyoming.
We were the guests at the hotel. I don’t understand why more people don’t get out of the city on the weekends, especially given the terrible pollution in the city.
In keeping with the king fruit name, they make a good seabuckthorn (a very popular berry that I have never heard of or seen outside of Mongolia) jam that we had both on ice cream and on a Mongolian breakfast pastry that was fried dough much like Italian zeppoles. I think they even have a seabuckthorn orchard.