Soundtrack of a bus ride

I’d accepted that I wouldn’t go to UB until the COS conference in May. As it turned out, an opportunity to judge an English-speaking competition in UB came along and the coordinators offered to cover transportation and lodging for PCVs. Though my site is 1000km (600miles) from UB, making me a “fly-site” for Peace Corps, if I wanted to participate—and I did!—I’d have to take the bus. Nearly half the road is unpaved, so it takes at least 20 hours. Long-haul bus travel is something I was interested in doing at some point during my time here, since it is quintessentially Mongolian, but if I’d had the choice it would not have been on the cusp of winter.

10:00 is written on the ticket; I am on the bus at 11:00. The friend who helped to purchase my ticket hadn’t been satisfied with the seats available, so she comes on the bus and essentially evicts a girl from her seat—completely unnecessarily, I thought—so that I can have a “good chair.”  12:00 noon is the scheduled departure; we are finally on the road by 12:45. During this wait, several times I hear a classic Mongolian patriotic song as a ringtone.

12:45 As we drive out of Altai, the Mongolian band HURD is playing. You can also see the music videos on the large flat screen tv mounted above the driver. The band members wear all black, have the long hair of early Red Hot Chili Peppers, and they play ballads. I decide I like them.

15:00 “Hool idex uu?,” my neighbor asking me if I will eat when we stop. It seems early to me, but since I am not sure when the next stop will be, I ask “yamar hool?” (what kind of food). There are two options, tsuivan (a noodle dish) or soup. I opt for tsuivan.

15:30 The slurping of soup and tea. The tsuivan is exceptional.

16:00 More music videos. More HURD. Also, some Mongolian long song, which I find beautiful. English songs from a German band, Modern Talking, come on. I’ve never heard of them but their look is exactly that of the 80’s hair bands, yet their music video has 1998 on it so I’m totally confused. The sound of crunching peanuts.

21:30 Spinning wheels in the sand. We all (50-60 people) get off the bus.

22:00 Sounds of shoveling the sand from around the tires. “Neg, hoyeriig, guravaa…” the “one, two, three” before people try to push the bus, to no avail. Sounds of unloading the luggage from underneath the bus. Probably more shoveling sounds and more pushing sounds but by this point I’m stargazing on this moonless night with Florence and the Machine on my MP3 player, moderately concerned about the Return of the Frozen Toes that I am experiencing.

22:30 The sound of silence. We’re back on the bus; awaiting our fate.

01:30 A big truck engine. More shoveling.

02:30 The sound of the earth moving beneath our bus. Repacking the luggage. (Yes, in that order.)

03:00 The sound of people sleeping on a moving bus.

04:45 The beep of a text message received, likely sent 10 hours prior… I’d had no service all that time. Hey, my toes aren’t numb!

08:00 TV’s back on. The sounds of a Mongolian sketch comedy show. Very popular.  The sound of crunching snow underfoot while finding a spot to pee. I realize that men use the right side of the bus, and women use the left side, which means women must cross the road. But, I understand that it gives the women more privacy.

09:00 A crying toddler. The kid was here the whole time, and 20-hours in, I was ready to cry myself. I couldn’t blame her.

11:00 “Hool idex uu?”

12:00 Sounds of lunch.

Lunch spot. About 6 hours outside of UB.

Lunch spot. About 6 hours outside of UB.

16:00 People chatting. Ray LaMontagne in the headphones. Phone calls coming in and going out.

18:30 Sounds of UB.

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7 Responses to Soundtrack of a bus ride

  1. You are a far more paitient woman than I.

  2. ~ellen says:

    Thanks Love. Felt like I was on the journey with you. I am exhausted : )

  3. Kathy P. Willis says:

    The sad part of all this is that before long, you have to do it all over again to get back to your apartment! (lol) Glad you got a chance to experience it. ❤

  4. Priscilla A. Arsenault says:

    I was thinking like A. Kathy, boy, she’s gonna’ have to do that all over again on the way back! Glad to hear it’s over and done with. What an experience! Just glad you made it, both ways.

    How did judging the English competition go?

  5. Julie says:

    I appreciate an experience, but this sounds pretty bad. How was the way back? Similar?

    Given that we just had the Winter Solstice, what are the daylight hours? Also, would you please describe what the stars and night sky are like over there? Most of us here are in the city with terrible clouds, fog/smog, and night light, and you are in such a remote area that I imagine it’s magical when you get the chance to see them. When I was living in Australia, learning that the wo/man on the moon looked entirely different was revolutionary for me. I got to show a friend of mine the difference when he visited North America. It’s a small topic, but I’ve been curious about this since before you left.

    • eelevol says:

      Hi Julie,
      Your first question brings up perhaps the most difficult thing I’ve been struggling with—getting out of bed in the morning. In my Southwest corner of the country, this time of year our sunrise is after 9am. Sunset is about 6pm. What I wouldn’t give for daylight saving and/or time zones!

      As for the night sky, well, I think the most amazing thing about it is the 360 view because there are no obstructions. And, wherever you are in the country, including the capital, you don’t have to go far to get to a place like that. Unfortunately, those crystal clear nights are rarer than you might think, and I’ve only seen a handful of really amazing night skies… though I’ve seen a ton of really nice ones.

      Not-winter is the best time to see the stars because then there isn’t the pollution from the ger fires, etc. Just as well, since you wouldn’t want to be out stargazing in the frigid temps. (side note: UB is known for being the capital with the worst air quality in the winter. In fact, I wore a face mask while I was there for this trip.)

      Of course, with winter as long as it is, not-winter is only a short time of the year and those are the longest days which means the night sky is that much later at night (I think sunset was after 9pm).

      I don’t want to generalize, but one of my training site mates liked to sit out on his porch and look at the night sky and he said his host family thought it was pretty strange. So, it’s possible that Mongolians don’t stargaze.

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