Due to the nature of my life in Mongolia, I took a bit of a hiatus (life-wise, and here-wise/on the intended, connected sub-blog). I came to realize that it was a time where I was better off “doing now and interpreting later.”
Now I’m finding myself needing a place to share, interpret, and reflect via… someplace. Tumblr I know.
Small things to come, and maybe bigger things later. Tales real and imagined. Observations current and fleeting.
I’m not sure where to start… Apparently there’s a bit of a process - up to a 10 day process - to get an international train ticket in China if you’re also from another country. You also can’t really do it unless you’re actually in China already. That being said they wouldn’t just sell me a ticket when I showed up at 5AM at the train station. This left me stuck in Beijing for a few days. Despite being incredibly my freaked out, it was a great place. I spent most of my time wandering alleys and getting lost in the neighborhood my hostel was in. Everyone at the hostel knew me as the girl who was trying to get to Mongolia, and they were pretty excited when I finally got the OK to just fly out. Mike booked the ticket from the US and on top of that, provided so much support while I was freaking out. I can never thank him enough… I wrote down some China stories for later posts, as well as some photos. Those will come over time. I flew air China to Mongolia. I just have to put out there - best airplane food I’ve ever had. I was on plane with a group for a Buddhist women’s conference let by the most perplexing monk I’ve ever seen. He had normal monk clothes, but really nice boots and an iPhone and iPad. He also had braces and a bowler hat. Seemed like a fun guy. I sat next to two of the women with the conference. They were beautifully dressed and had big sacks of fruit (I should have done that too- big sacks of fruit). They sang prayers on takeoff and landing… It was beautiful and amazing.
I land, am picked up, and am immediately taken to do paperwork, get fingerprinted, shower in my new apartment (which is weird and amazing - pictures later) go eat, and go to a nightclub with a my roommates and a bunch of nice Australians. Despite my confusion much of the time, everyone was incredibly nice.
So now I’m here. its weird and wonderful. So far everything I wanted.
This took me a bit to do on a tablet - I’ll get better on typing on this soon.
Somewhat to my surprise, I just taught my first class - and it went very well.
The Mongolian food sub-blog, something my roommate mentioned would be funny.
Weird apartment photos.
Adventures in finding pepper.For all this and more - meanwhileinmongolia.tumblr.com