Five weeks in and the pollution has just started to bother me. I hadn’t really noticed it before as I think it had just quietly snuck up behind me without me realising. After leaving UB this weekend for Darkhan and having the time to actually breathe mostly fresh air I feel like I’ve smoked ten packs of cigarettes for breakfast. You can even see the smog seep out of your clothes when you put them in the washing machine.
For anyone who is interested in the situation here in Ulaanbaatar here is one explanation:
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| power plant # 4 |
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