Yesterday started with wandering around. It was rather aimless. I wen to the square, then to a coffee shop. In the course of the aimlessness, I happened upon one of my fellow projects abroad volunteers Naomi. This resulted in the more coffee shop time. A few more of the volunteers joined us at Cafe Amsterdam, then plans were made. I was intent on going to Buddha Park/Zaisan Memorial because it was the one thing in Ulaanbaatar apart from the Sukhbaatar Square that I actually knew.
None of them had been to the Park/Memorial before so they agreed to come with me. I will again restate the lack of road rules in Mongolia. That means that 6 people in a 5 person car is rather common. This was our first goal of the day.
For future reference, I am really not at all crazy about climbing up the sides of hills, mountains, whether there are stairs or not. Just not a fan. Although it was worth it when we got to the top.
When we were up there we also met these guys
Little did we know that our new friendship would result in shots of Chinggis vodka. Straight vodka. It’s rude not to accept, and it burns like hell going down.
The original reason for going to this Memorial was for the epic-ness of the Soviet art. For the length of my stay in Mongolia, I will continually refer to anything Soviet as epic. That’s just how it’s going to be, because that’s how it is.
See it’s just so epically Communist.