So as I was freaking out, my phone rings. It's my neighbor Lxa. The little English he knows. He apologized for not having told me. They often forget that I don't have the common sense of a Mongolian.
Common sense is culturally determined.
The week finished off as we feared we wouldn't get tickets for the plane. We got ours but didn't know if our business counter parts were going to be able to get on. The plane was delayed by 1 hour, then 3 hours, so we went to get food and were fetched by a jeep who yelled to us as we walked around that the plane was now leaving. We didn't' know the man and he was probably sent off by one of our Mongolian friends with the instruction to look for the 5 foreigners. Ulaanbatar was filled with the usual hanging out and feasting.