Jul 31 2008
thanks to the miracle of the internet, I found a picture of my sister dancing with an anthropomorphic slice of bread. I’m going to show the picture here, but link it to the general photoset so you can see more pictures of the dancing if you so desire…
Sep 17 2007
Hey all,
I’ve updated yet again my address - which will continue to be updated as I move next month into a new office - but hopefully others won’t be subjected to having to copy down items in Cyrillic for customs or whatever as I translated the address. There are also little tips for mailing stuff if you all like guidance - to those who don’t - you get the “Moh” pinky finger shake from Mongolia.
This weekend involved puppy-sitting, purple guitars, and pancakes. All of it just about was pleasant, too. You see, Jason got a cute puppy named Daisy, but she’s small and had stomach issues, so most of my puppy-sitting was watching her closely while she was awake and whisking her off to the tiled bathroom floor strewn with newspapers if she much as began a vague squatting-like motion. That and I made bread which wasn’t too bad.
Between those two things I pretty much filled up Saturday. On Sunday I got to talk to Bonnie about her 10k race and post-race events and drama, and that was really really nice. She finished with an average 11 min mile or so I think, which to me at least is astounding…I would pass out bigtime. It cooled down some from the light rain that passed through Khovd, and in some of the mountains you can see a good amount of white, too.
Stacey invited Peace Corps folks over to her place for pancakes, and I brought the yogurt I had bought from the ladies in my apartment’s courtyard the day before as well as the remainder of my bread. The pancakes, made by Andy mostly, were of the chocolate blueberry cinnamon vanilla variety and pretty tasty. Woo pancakes! I finally got to see all the Khovdpeople too, except those who are out of town…but still spiffy. After that people went off in various directions; I went off to see a photo exhibition about globalization that was most unusually on the square area in front of the bright red theater. The pictures, I thought, were of eh-quality, but it was really neat that they brought this stuff so far out - The pictures were laser copies laminated onto foamboard it seemed, so it helped keep em intact. Andy had seen em back in Bangladesh, I believe.
I then met up with a couple other PCVs to go on a more extensive market exploration, specifically where you can find meat and produce. In the process of waiting, I managed to buy a dark purple (fading to black, if that’s any help) guitar for about $20. Who knows how long it’ll last, but I found myself very happy to noodle around. I miss making music things, I guess…or at least making musical-like sounds.
They showed me the meat market which is dominated by beef and mutton. You can check it out too by looking under their card tables - the heads or forelegs are often laying about. The vegetables were really nice, too - I saw in addition to the normal stuff bell peppers, shallots, and fresh dill. Buying random things took up a lot of energy and time, and then I made more bread. Tonight I’ll make lentils to eat with the bread, and maybe I’ll have some pseudo-nutella. I only have a few more things on my list, and then maybe finally I can decorate the place with photos of you plus maybe some Kazakh wall hangings which are awful nice…
