In 2006, I travelled to Mongolia for about one week to see the Naadam festival (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naadam). I only got a glimpse of what I thought was a fascinating and truly wild country.
In the Gobi desert, I experienced rain and met some kids.
In the capital, Ulaanbataar, everybody was out in their Sunday best.
The members of the armed forces were only a little suspicious of a photographer.
Some were just pretending to be in Star Wars.
And some had bigger bums than others.
A long, long time ago, in a country far, far away:
There were skilled horsemen and brave fighters.
There were places where one could feel a force.
Great beasts could be discovered who had been slain by … the man with the camel?
But balance could always be found on the wanderer’s path.
For all the carnivores among you: Mongolian goat about to be cooked with hot stones in milk plus a meal in China’s Fuzhou, Fujian-province. Seafood for three people.
Fancy a snack of deep-fried spider in Cambodia? Or do you feel like a god / spirit / supreme (evil) being in Vietnam?
I’ll stick with these. Plus durian!
Grey rain over England. Bad news on the telly. Time for some optimism!