Mongolia strikes me as more than the sum of its individual parts. As we drive from capital Ulan Bataar westward across rolling plateauland to the small city of Tsetserleg, in a valley of the Khangai Mountains, I sometimes have to pinch myself to remind myself of where I am. It reminds me more of Bolivia than anything I’ve seen before, both the people and the landscape, vast and desolate, but not desperate... keep reading