The Melding of Modern and Traditional Mongolia
“Chinggis Khaan” in bright red neon affixed to the airport terminal is the first thing we see when landing
Rick’s Mongolia Photo Gallery
After stashing our bags at the Kharaa Hotel we walk down Peace Avenue, the main street of Ulaanbaatar (shortened to UB by locals). This crowded main thoroughfare is lined with shops, as well as vendors selling everything from apples to brown cedar nuts called “Samar” from sacks on the sidewalk, or even from the trunks of their vehicles. Everywhere I look locals are cracking these small nuts with their teeth like sunflower seeds, so I purchase a cup full, and although tasty the knack to readily get the nutmeats out of the shells escapes me.