Baatar My Fiesta
Now entering our 3rd day in and around Khovd. It started with us getting a flat tyre in the desert and without any spares trying to drive onto Khovd which was 70km away. Needless to say our flat descended into an absolute wreck and our other tyre also became flat. We then called in for a pick up. We waited for 6 hours by which time our friends had left and we were on our own. Then the mechanic turned up with the wrong wheels so he went back and returned 3 hours later again with the wrong wheels which he then proceded to try and bodge onto our car. He failed. By now it was midnight and he promised to return at 3am with the right wheels. He didn't. The next morning after a lonely night in the desert we hitched a ride with the local goatherder into town to hunt for wheels ourselves. Unfortunately the search was fruitless and we had to rehire the mechanic to tow us into town where the whole day turned into a big search which finally after 12 hours turned up some Lada tyres that have been hammered on. The rally continues!
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