So much has happened since I landed in Mongolia and there’s at least two more years to come. My trip to UB was a whirlwind. We had a very eventful ride home, wherein we drove through a flood, someone threw up, and we saw the aftermath of a very bad accident that left three people dead. It really put into perspective how isolated places are here; there was only one police vehicle that had responded, though it looked like the accident had taken place at least a half-hour before we passed it.
The next week, we started our Practice Teaching and we’ve pretty much been doing that ever since. We taught Monday, Wednesday, Friday the first week and then Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday the next. Last week was also our Language Proficiency Interview, which I know I passed. This week is our last week at our summer sites, but I’m spending tonight at a hotel in Darkhan. Tomorrow I teach two English lessons to Mongolian English teachers. I’m hoping they are successful.
This weekend is our Host Family Appreciation party. We’ll be singing a traditional Mongolian song, but accompanying it on guitar and ukulele.
Next week we all come to Darkhan and find out where we’ll be for the next two years. Stay tuned.