Dry Camp? part 4

The other day, Mongolia won its first ever Gold metal in the Olympics in Judo. This was a pretty neat experience to be around. I kind of felt like I was a part of Mongolian history. On TV, they were showing people in the capital going nuts, celebrating in the streets. That enthusiasm migrated here and everyone around camp was very happy. They were high fiving, telling stories about the judo guy, the match, previous matches. Pretty cool.
Needless to say, everyone here got drunk except me, jordan, Bilguun, and our hydrogeologist, Munkhbaatar. The ger next to mine, they partied until 5 in the morning. The next morning, no one was around. All sleeping and hung over. I tried to wake our other translator, Odbayar, for 20 minutes. He was talking gibberish when I would try. Pretty funny because he was telling me about drilling and translating for no one. I went to his ger 5 times before I finally forced the poor guy to get up. I needed his services. When he got up, he reeked like liquor and was still drunk. I utilized him to get what I needed and told him to go back to bed. he said he would stay with me, but I told him that it was OK. I didn't need him for a while. He seemed relived. Bilguun came back and I did not see Obbayar the rest of the day. They have been building a fence here, and nothing happened with that either.