Our "boys night out" dinner was posh, the best restaurant in town, and a real treat. John and I joined forces to treat the crew to a special night. The four of us polished off a couple dozen sea scallops, goose pâté, four fillet mignon, a whole Peking duck, cocktails before, three bottles of wine during, and sorbet, leche, cognac and coffee after. The final tab was $750 USD and worth every penny!
I was up at 5:00am, out of the hotel, taxied, and in the train station at 6. John got up early to say goodbye once more. I was surprised and pleased to see him at the front door of the hotel. He flies back to London later today.
The station was quiet and security was quick. Once I am in Ulaanbaatar it will be great to not lug these bags around again until I head home in three weeks. The black one had all the stuff I could never get sent. It will stay at the hotel while I am on tour.
