So, the biggest news of the week is probably Naadam. As the quick explanation, Naadam is the national festival celebrating the founding of Mongolia some 800 years ago and was started at the more recent freeing from the Chinese in the 1920’s (I think). The major section of Naadam is marked by Mongolia’s “national sports” of wrestling, archery and horse racing.
It was pretty sweet. Almost the whole mission went to the opening and most of us went way out into the country to watch the horse races.
It was so pretty out there. Away from UB everything is still green and clean. Lots of white people again. It’s still weird. We were about the only foreign people talking to Mongolians in Mongolian. But once we got away from the more touristy part and just started going around and going to people’s houses it was way sweet. Our branch president invited us over and we just traded dumb humor, photos, etc. It’ cool to finally be at the point were I can act like myself in this language without having to think too much. I’m going to be kind of sad when I leave Enkhtaivan, it’s the first place were I’ve been able to do enough to help out at all, and most everyone I know is here now.
And speaking of! Some of my peeps from Sukbaatar are going to America! That’s nuts! Sister Tsenglee is going to Arizona and Elder Odgerel is going to California. They’re some of the first people I ever got to know very well is Mongolia. They went with us all the time during the winter and I learned most of what I know (especially the funny stuff) from them. So if any of them wind up in your ward say “hey”.
Tegeed, my investigator made me this awesome Mongolian shirt that goes sick wit’ ma deel, yo. She tried to get away before I paid but even after I haggled the snot out of her she would only take 15 dollars, a shirt like this would usually be like 30-40 bucks. She said it was because of all the service we had been doing at her house, but then we pointed out that it wouldn’t be service if she paid it for us.
And then I lost my keys at Naadam and my companion left his on the table when we went to try to find a spare copy because he thought I had mine. We spent two days sleeping on the district leader’s couch. It’s not a nice couch at all. It turns out they had to switch the locks anyways so we did that this morning.
In other exiting news, three people are getting baptized this week. The coolest one is a man named Tsengel. His wife and son have been members for a few years, and his son is actually on his mission right now. He was interested for the longest time and since the start of this year he’s gotten really good, his wife is amazed sometimes, and his son gets to baptize him this Friday, so we’re all working to keep thing going.
I think that’s about that. Oh, and all the letters I tried to send got messed up and bounced or something. That sucked, going to try again next p-day.