The further we got from Ulaanbaator, the rougher the road got. The distance from the capital to where were heading was only 300kms but the drive was going to take close to 6 hours so it gives you some indication of what the condition of the tarmac was like.
The Russian minivan was a trooper but not even it was a match against the road conditions. Oggi was like a dancer out there, missing holes and avoiding things we wouldn't have seen until too late but a quick succession of bumps and a loud noise later and we had to stop. A quick look under the hood was all it took to find out the fan belt had snapped, luckily he was prepared for almost anything because it was a long way to anywhere. Time to get down to business.