Recent trip to my site
While working and living as a Peace Corps volunteer in Mongolia, I lived in Khuvsgol Aimag, Tarialan soum. Aimag is roughly the equivalent of state or county and soum means town. I lived about 9 hours by car southeast of Lake Khuvsgol just north of the Selenge river.
I returned to Tarialan about 2 weeks ago to visit the family I lived with while a volunteer. Elhagvaochir is a physical education teacher in the soum. His wife was one of my adult students. She's a fourth year (almost done) student at Mongolian National University in Erdenet. She's studying to be an English teacher. I saw their children and Elhagvaochir's younger sister. I was really happy because when I first arrived the little girl I named when she was born remembers my name. Urnaa, Ochir's wife, asked her daughter "Who is he?" in Mongolian. Saikhnaa said my name followed by a word that means older brother. I was so happy as I thought she may have forgotten me, but this wasn't the case. Other than that I visited the houses of most of friends in town. Most of friends were other teachers and assorted school staff, some store keepers, and some people who work at the local cultural center. There is a new Buddhist structure on the hill east of town. So everybody in Elhagvaochir's family including me visited this stupa to offer cheese and milk to it. I stayed in Tarialan for about 9 days until I had to return to help 2 Italian social scientists my best Mongolian friend and I are helping do research in Khuvsgol and in the Republic of Buryatia in Russia. They ran into some problems and Serdamba and I need to make sure they return safely. Serdamba was especially concerned because two English people we met, Serdamba and his brothers ran into some problems with the border guards. The actions taken by the border guards was completely unfounded. They're just a bunch of jerks who threatened to put the English people in jail even though they had not broken any laws. In the end they only had to pay a 10,000 tugrig fine for Serdamba. In the end we prevailed over those jerks.
I returned to Tarialan about 2 weeks ago to visit the family I lived with while a volunteer. Elhagvaochir is a physical education teacher in the soum. His wife was one of my adult students. She's a fourth year (almost done) student at Mongolian National University in Erdenet. She's studying to be an English teacher. I saw their children and Elhagvaochir's younger sister. I was really happy because when I first arrived the little girl I named when she was born remembers my name. Urnaa, Ochir's wife, asked her daughter "Who is he?" in Mongolian. Saikhnaa said my name followed by a word that means older brother. I was so happy as I thought she may have forgotten me, but this wasn't the case. Other than that I visited the houses of most of friends in town. Most of friends were other teachers and assorted school staff, some store keepers, and some people who work at the local cultural center. There is a new Buddhist structure on the hill east of town. So everybody in Elhagvaochir's family including me visited this stupa to offer cheese and milk to it. I stayed in Tarialan for about 9 days until I had to return to help 2 Italian social scientists my best Mongolian friend and I are helping do research in Khuvsgol and in the Republic of Buryatia in Russia. They ran into some problems and Serdamba and I need to make sure they return safely. Serdamba was especially concerned because two English people we met, Serdamba and his brothers ran into some problems with the border guards. The actions taken by the border guards was completely unfounded. They're just a bunch of jerks who threatened to put the English people in jail even though they had not broken any laws. In the end they only had to pay a 10,000 tugrig fine for Serdamba. In the end we prevailed over those jerks.
