DAY 2 IN DALYAN: Plumbing wars, translucent bread, and a terrier I was fully prepared to steal
We woke up warm. Which, after the previous night’s Arctic cosplay, felt like a win. Two extra blankets had appeared—no fanfare, no explanation—just quietly delivered by the cleaning ladies who had clearly taken one look at us and thought, these idiots are not coping. They weren’t wrong. So, buoyed by this small but meaningful success,…