Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Wild (about ) Rhubarb Pie

It's the little things, like a s'mores around the campfire, or pies like this when you get home from camping, that make you remember your nationality identity. Posted by Picasa

Monday, August 28, 2006

Ladies in Wilderness

Here's a scene from our recent camping trip. Nights are already pretty cold in late August. Our campsite by this river was about 3000 feet. Posted by Picasa

Roping the Woodpile

Camping requires firewood. On our camping trip, there were four men, including these two Mongolian brothers, to help gather and stack it up. For some diversion, they try their hand at roping the makeshift "steer horns" in the foreground.

Mongolians have a tradition of roping, but mostly they use them on horses, not cows. Posted by Picasa

Roadside Rhubarb

Here's Renee picking rhubarb that grew along the road. We were on our way back from camping and someone spotted it. Not having a garden of our own, being apartment dwellers, this is the next best thing. Maybe even better. Mongolian pie anyone? Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Scene of the Wedding Party

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Starting the Home Fire

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Mongolian Wedding

Today we were invited to witness a Mongolian wedding. The bride and groom here are about to enter their brand new Ger! Just afterward, the new bride lit the fire in the shiny black stove. Fire is symbolic for health, hospitality, and is close to the Mongolian heart.
Treats were passed around to all the seated guests. Then the drinks came. First hot milk tea. Then fermented horse milk. Then a kind of clear alcohol drink made by fermenting milk and distilling it. Then the plain old bottled vodka.
Gifts and singing came next. Not sure how long the party goes, but it started at 1pm on a Tuesday. Cheers to the new bride and groom! Posted by Picasa

Friday, August 11, 2006

Maggie Rides the Tallest Mongolian Horse We've Yet Seen

We took a short trip to the countryside today with some friends. They directed us on dirt roads about 30 miles from Darhan to this place. The family we visited had a tractor, jeep, 8x10 building, and a small Mongolian Ger with a tall TV antenna alongside a solar panel. But they're real wealth was the herd of horses that stood in the nearby river. We rode through a sea of Mosquitoes to get a close look at about 40 head, none near as tall as this one.
Inside they're Ger we drank horse milk while a cheezy Korean soap opera with Mongolian translation hummed on the TV. Posted by Picasa