After my first culture lesson in nomadic life and that of the eagle hunters,
we returned to Ulaankhus for a night of ‘topping up’
Topping up our food stocks;
topping up our packing;
topping up on a wash;
topping up on exploring this small town.
It is largely ethnic Kazakh with about 10 000 population.
Some images of a several walks round the town.
I have a friend who paints ‘doors’.
I became obsessed with windows – could bore you with hundreds, but these will be enough.
Look carefully – I walked past this window several times before I noticed it.
And that is what set me off looking with clearer eyes
Get it?
A town of coming and going.
Two petrol stations; Two mosques;
Horses in backyards; Yaks wandering around;
Homes in various stages of completion;
A vibrant energetic high school;
with children stopping me regularly to chat and practice their English.
The most popular sentence? I love you 😂
We skated on the frozen river;
we breathed in the cold air and felt so alive.
We visited the local hospital to see what they had, needed, wanted.
(Dentists – anyone available?)
It was remarkabley well run and equiped.
Very interesting and they were very kind giving up time
to answer Andrew’s (Global Doctors Outreach) questions.
Our beautiful, generous translator and friend Schuak and Yerlan
opened their hearts, homes and lives to us.
Her lovely mother in law shared with me;
not just gifts (the lovely jacket I am wearing)
but also her home and life.
Photographs are rare in this part of the world.
It was a privilege to be shown hers.
I could not understand a word;
(And it did not matter)
they were wedding photographs;
beautiful; elegant;
family groups and
her husband’s tombstone/death certificate?
International Women’s Day was much celebrated here.
Gifts were exchanged;
photographs taken
and roses and chocolates given by our lovely men.
And so another magic if different day ended with a wonderful adventure to come.
Stay tuned 😉😂
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