So I'm in the hallway where there is free wifi last night checking on Mongolia when this Russian guy decides he wants to talk to me. It happens people like to practice English and I can learn some thing.
What I learned was this guy was drunk and wanted someone to drink with, great.
So I listened to his try to describe all manner of things. I thought he would get tired but he didn't . I was there for about an hour. I seemed like hours but it may have been twenty minutes. Time had lost all meaning as it does when you talk to a drunk.
In the end he wanted to get some help translating , he went to his room and I bailed out.
It was late and the Internet is still there.
Train tonight at ten.
Between here and Mongolia I turn 47.
Not a bad way to do it.
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