riding horses across mongolia: was it worth it?

Last summer, my friend and I decided to do something wild—we bought two horses and set out to ride across Mongolia for three months. The landscape was like nothing I’d ever seen: endless green hills, wildflowers everywhere, and herds of sheep and yaks wandering around. But let me tell you, the reality wasn’t all postcard-perfect. We spent hours in the saddle every day, and by the end of the first week, I could barely sit down without wincing. One day, we tried to find a small village that locals recommended for its homemade dumplings. We rode in circles for almost two hours, only to discover the place was closed for a family wedding! We ended up eating instant noodles by the river, watching the sunset and feeling both defeated and amazed at the same time. I have to admit, there were moments when I wondered if we’d made a huge mistake. The horses had their own personalities—mine was stubborn and loved to stop for grass every five minutes, while my friend’s horse seemed to have endless energy and would bolt at the slightest noise. We laughed, argued, and sometimes just sat in silence, soaking in the vastness around us. Has anyone else ever taken on a big adventure like this, only to find it’s a lot tougher than you expected? Did you ever regret it halfway through, or did the tough parts make the memories even better? I’d love to hear about your own travel mishaps or moments when things didn’t go as planned. Sometimes I think the best stories come from the times when everything goes wrong. #travelstories #mongolia #adventure #Travel