Grassland. No matter how much grass I expected, would never be enough. An hour's drive, and only the endless expanses of grass, large and small hills. As mentioned, the detailed program of visits was in Chinese, so every day percu learned by experience the meaning of words and place names. Surprises are not missed and one of the most pleasing was that of a typical night in a Mongolian tent.

The camp, in the middle of this wonder of nature, was made up of dozens of tents, with strict door facing south, and with a megapiazzale for common events. The time to settle down and eat, Andaman walking in the countryside. ... But Horse! And you see that I understand! Ready on, after more than ten years I find myself riding a quadruped.

I must say that for a horse places are a paradise: all green, hills, space, few humans. And in fact they are released, so for example next to the group trotted freely in our small, and some more. It takes little to think of an ancient Mongol warrior, used to travel thousands of kilometers. That's how they've done to reach the gates of Europe in such a short time. Green, the green to the horizon, in the hills.

After a nice hike up to the "meeting point Mongol", a mixture of point of meeting and worship, we go into a tent for a typical xiaochi (appetizer-snacks?): Milk-tea (the drink typical, salt), butter and dried meat. The video is available here (900 Kb) . Remember that you need the DivX Player 6 or higher.