Day 6-7 (Wed.-Thurs., Oct. 29-30): Getting out of dodge Family life. Our third family consisted of the mom and dad, an older son or two who weren’t around most of the time, assumably tending the livestock, a five-year-old son, a nineteen-year-old son, and an older daughter. The mom was really nice and friendly, and insisted [...]
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Week 8: Mongolia, Home-stay 3
Posted: November 8, 2009 in Mongolia (Fall)Tags: camels, cold, horses, host fam, kids, Mongolian language, Monty Python, panic, party bus, Paul & Mary, Peter, public transportation
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Week 8: Mongolia, Home-stay 2
Posted: November 7, 2009 in Mongolia (Fall)Tags: Bulgan Province, carpool, dairy products, ger, horses, host fam, long horse rides, Mongolian language, трудность, Queen Manduhai, Swan Lake
Day 5-6 (Wed.-Thurs., Oct. 28-29): Wandering and wondering Last place. On our horse-ride from ger one to two, my horse turned out to be the stubborn one. I’m blaming it on the fact that the father (who was leading Romany’s horse next to his the whole way) and son both had leather whips and the [...]
Week 8: Mongolia, Home-stay 1
Posted: November 7, 2009 in Mongolia (Fall)Tags: Bulgan Province, cold, culture shock, dairy products, food, horses, jumping-jacks, matches, Mongolian language, motorcycles, nomads
Day 4-5 (Tues.-Wed., Oct. 27-28): Out on the Mongolian steppe Nomad hospitality. A mentally tumultuous hour after our arrival in Sansar, Bulgan Province, we were received into our first ger. Climbing out of the jeep with our stuff, the mother and daughter, having come out to greet us, helped us get our stuff inside the [...]
Week 8: Mongolia, Day 4
Posted: November 6, 2009 in Mongolia (Fall)Tags: Bulgan Province, bus travel, culture shock, friends, headwear, Mongolian language, трудность, potholeless roads, Sansar
Day 4 (Tues., Oct. 27): But. . . there was no lady with a cap. . . I consider myself someone who’s ok just “going with it,” “easygoing” as it were. But, when in a country, of which you don’t speak the language, when you find yourself half-stranded at a bus stop in a town [...]
