Ulaan Baatar, Mongolia: Day 34
Two hours of sleep aided the Shadowboat through mud pits, broken roads, and tumbling traffic to our final destination — over 18 hours of utter mayhem. Missed the party in Ulaan Baatar by two hours and turned away from multiple hotels, we slept in the hull one last time. No cheeseburgers at Dave’s place. The craziest day of my life.
