‘Mongolia?’ people had said when I told them that I was going there for a month. ‘Where’s that?’ Before I left home it had got me thinking: why was I going to Mongolia? Such an unusual destination to decide to live and work but I was drawn by the fascination of this unfamiliar place, to a… Continue Reading…
With just only one week to go until the elections on 28th June – political news is dominating the TV and there’s no shortage of parties to choose from. There’s the: The Democratic Party The Mongolian People’s Party The Mongolian Social Democratic Party< The Conservative United Party The Civil Will-Green Party The Mongolian Green Party… Continue Reading…
So, I am nearly at the end of my month in Mongolia and ready to venture onto my next destination: Tibet. Only… There is a slight problem. Due to the increase in monks self-immolating (setting themselves on fire in protest), the Chinese Government have put restrictions on tourists visiting this once peaceful land. With my itinerary… Continue Reading…
So, I was back on the horse, travelling 9kms across lush countryside to the bus stop to take me back to the city. But this time I had been shown how to ride the horse properly and was sat up straight with my heels down. This time I had no smelly horse and no hat to… Continue Reading…
It was the end of my 4 day adventure in the Mongolian countryside. I had had an insight into the real Mongolia: how the nomads had lived for hundreds of years and frankly… I was impressed. Mongolian hospitality is a lifestyle experience that has not changed over hundreds of years. There is an unwritten hospitality… Continue Reading…
They were eyeing each over up, making weird, tribal noises to scare off their rivals. I was caught in a cross fire between two gangs. The air was tense and as they stepped closer to each other, my instinct was telling me to run. But if I drew attention to myself, would they come for… Continue Reading…
‘Good?’ he shouted from the seat of his horse in front of me. He didn’t turn around to see the panic on my face and the whiteness of my knuckles as I held on for my life. ‘No,’ I wanted to yell. ‘I’m not good. My neck was burning from the sun, I was dehydrated… Continue Reading…
‘Hold it’s tail,’ I yelled as we waded through a steam, getting splashed by the swishing of the ox’s tail. Then as the tail was secured and we made it through the stream, a chorus of what I could only interpret as ‘oh no,’ came from behind me as the ox decided to go the powder… Continue Reading…
Mongolia has an alcohol problem. People are passed out on the streets of the capital before work has even finished for the day. They hang around the rivers drinking and leave discarded vodka bottles wherever they can. But with local bars and clubs selling bottles of vodka instead of shots and not using mixers –… Continue Reading…
Its’ only taken them two weeks and they’re trying to get a visa out of me already. When my host mum found out I was single, she had great delight in telling me that her husband has a brother who is also single. And she has set herself the mission of setting us up. Not… Continue Reading…
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