As quickly as the storm had rolled in it was gone again. We kept cruising along the highway passing the occasional home on the otherwise featureless steppes until Oggi, seeing some invisible marker, pulled up beside a couple of gers beeping the horn.

"Airag, you must try! Very fresh here!"

Moments later a young boy ran out with a water bottle filled with white liquid.

May 04, 2014 — Richard Whillas