I made it to Ulan Bator over some of the best roads yet. One section was just a track with some sand, but it didn’t last more than 20 minutes. The rest was good tarmac. When they build roads, the Mongolians certainly know how to.

But the best part was definitely the scenery. Green rolling hills and mountains in the distance. Huge expanses of dry plains and very few signs of humans. (Apart from the other cars). The odd Ger and herd of goats and cows, with a herdsman on horseback.

It was epic. A bit like parts of the UK, but vastly bigger. The sensation of space is almost overwhelming. Rolling into the city of Ulan Bator was an experience, suddenly thrust into an urban sprawl in juxtaposition to the rest of the day.

What a day!