We've been stopping lots for food in little restaurants that seem to dot the roads in most of the towns. Some of them are really friendly, some you feel like you've just walked in on someone's funeral.....but hey, it's not my country.
Isabelle has been suffering from the amount of fat in the meat dishes and the constant taste of mutton when she's cycling. If we buy Buuz (a kind of dumpling) which is easy to find she spends most of her time trying to avoid her automatic fat content gag response. It can get quite embarrassing....but extremely funny as I remind her that in Mongolia it's considered very rude to leave anything on your plate.
Occasionally we find some salads and then she cheers up a bit.
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