<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:31:51.967+08:00</updated><category term='my (Kara&apos;s) apartment building'/><category term='and our address.'/><category term='A little glimpse of Zuunmod'/><category term='and my room'/><title type='text'>Mark &amp; Kara's Travels</title><subtitle type='html'>2 Years in Mongolia...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-8241898328468066234</id><published>2011-07-26T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T14:57:51.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Blog Post from Mongolia</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;by Kara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I read what Mark posted earlier today and thought it wasvery nicely composed. I don’t want to compete with his post, but thought thatmaybe I should share some of my own thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For me, right now it just feels like we’re packed up to goon vacation. It’s hard to mentally process that we may never come back to thiscountry again and even more, that we may never see some of our Mongolian andPCV friends again. I think it’s going to take some time for that to set in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we were applying for the Peace Corps I was so excitedto live in another country and have everyday experiences like going groceryshopping be interesting and like a small adventure. Now, after two years,rather than feeling like an adventure, sometimes it’s just tiring to have asimple task like grocery shopping be a cumbersome experience. I’m actually lookingforward to being able to go grocery shopping and not have everybody stare at meand to not have a confusing interaction with the cashier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the other hand, I still love the attention I get fromkids in Arkhangai just walking around town. Everyday there are always at leasta few kids who shout, “HI! HI! HI!” Other PCVs have gotten tired of this, but Istill love it. The kids are adorable. Now I’m going to go back to the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and I’m justgoing to be another boring adult. And if I give a piece of candy to some kid onthe street (perfectly acceptable here), people are going to think I’m akidnapper. Great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then again, I’m really excited for Mark and I to start afresh, new life together again in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Seattle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.I can’t wait to be busy learning (as a grad student at UW) and working(hopefully I’ll secure a job soon). Having struggled with a huge languagebarrier in my work in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,I’m especially looking forward to working with people who are all fluent in thesame language as me. I know I’ll face challenges, but at least we’ll be able tocommunicate with one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Clearly, there are a lot of things I know I’m going to missabout &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (it’simpossible to list them all here) and a lot of things I’m looking forward to inthe &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can’t yet say exactly how my service as a PCV in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; haschanged me for the long-term. Those close to me may be able to indicate thesechanges better than I can. I hope that it’s made me more patient andunderstanding. I definitely think it’s made me more understanding of people whoare living in another country and attempting to speak a non-native language. Ialso really admired a lot of the generosity I found in my Mongolian friends andcoworkers and I’ve hoped that would rub off on me… However, I’m not confidentthat it has. That’s still something I’m working on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are little things that are with me now but may go awaywith time. If my foot bumps somebody else’s foot I feel the urge to shake theirhand. I may be a bit pushy in ATM lines and stand a little to close to theperson in front of me, worried somebody might cut. I won’t be as disappointedif the item I order at a restaurant isn’t there. (Last night we went to arestaurant called Thai Cuisine and after ordering were told that Thai food is notavailable.) And don’t be too surprised if you catch me loudly slurping up hotbeverages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, that’s all the insight I’ve got right now… I’m goingto go back to looking up tips online for how to travel with a cat on a plane. Here’shoping she swallows her pills and sleeps the whole time! Mark and I might posta follow-up post or two from the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,but this marks the last one from &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;! Bayartai! Thanks forfollowing our blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-8241898328468066234?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/8241898328468066234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=8241898328468066234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8241898328468066234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8241898328468066234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-blog-post-from-mongolia.html' title='Last Blog Post from Mongolia'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-2810920078034423797</id><published>2011-07-26T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T09:37:35.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Completing our Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is July 26th, 2011 here in Mongolia. &amp;nbsp;Kara and I have spent the past week in the capital city of Ulaanbaatar where we've been finishing up our Close-of-Service (COS) paperwork for Peace Corps. &amp;nbsp;As of July 24th, midnight, we became RPCV's...(the R means Returned...which we soon will be in actuality).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to put into words how we feel right now. &amp;nbsp;I know my feelings are different than Kara's...and I know our memories are different as well. &amp;nbsp;Honestly, leaving Arkhangai was harder than leaving Mongolia will be. &amp;nbsp;We fly out later tonight, but in many ways it feels like our time in Mongolia has already concluded. &amp;nbsp;When we were packing our things in our apartment, it didn't take nearly as long as I thought it might. &amp;nbsp;It's a strange feeling knowing that you came to this country with two large bags and two carry-on items...and yet we'll leave carrying the same baggage. &amp;nbsp;Yes, we've swapped out our old clothes for some of the gifts we received from members of our community. &amp;nbsp;We've thrown out old shoes, and donated other items to friends, future PCV's, and even an orphanage. &amp;nbsp;And yet, we're about to get on a plane carrying the same amount of weight as when we arrived over 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2Y8WTgol8c/Ti4P9m4hsNI/AAAAAAAAAl8/GI_UnLqBE3U/s1600/DSCN5029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2Y8WTgol8c/Ti4P9m4hsNI/AAAAAAAAAl8/GI_UnLqBE3U/s320/DSCN5029.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;During our last 48 hours at our site, we had many different friends and co-workers want to stop by and visit, or take us out for a meal, or give us a small gift so that we'll remember them when we've left. &amp;nbsp;It was a wonderfully kind show of affection. &amp;nbsp;The most common question we received was "when will you return to Mongolia?". &amp;nbsp;And honestly, we don't know. &amp;nbsp;It's easy to joke about returning in 10 years...or telling people we'll return when we've had children and we can all reminisce about our 2 years in Arkhangai together. &amp;nbsp;But the reality is we just don't know. &amp;nbsp;And not knowing when you'll return can make leaving even harder than leaving a place you know you'll return to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Before we left, my co-workers presented me with the "engraved" version of the bowl they gave me when we were camping. I asked them to have the text be engraved in Mongolian so that I can at least try to remember a few words of this language whenever I look at it. &amp;nbsp;They've been incredibly giving to me over the past couple of years, and I hope that the "work" we've done in Mongolia, together, will be something they remember whether I return in the future or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qvE0XST_mbI/Ti4P40ZhNPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/eukNXPd5HTY/s1600/DSCN5011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qvE0XST_mbI/Ti4P40ZhNPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/eukNXPd5HTY/s320/DSCN5011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The day we left Arkhangai we were told we'd be picked up at around 10am. &amp;nbsp;Then that got changed to 2pm. Then we got a call at 1:15 saying they were coming to get us. &amp;nbsp;Luckily, we were ready. &amp;nbsp;We packed all our things into our micro-bus, including our cat Mishka (who is coming back with us!), and prepared for our final goodbyes. &amp;nbsp;One of our friends from the community called me, asked us to wait, and said he was jumping on his motorbike and would drive down to see us off. &amp;nbsp;And just before it was time to leave, a group of my co-workers arrived in a separate vehicle, told Kara and I to join them, to leave our bags, and informed our driver we'd meet them a little ways down the road.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwcNw884IZ0/Ti4QB7g8pOI/AAAAAAAAAmA/9c8_p95qQ3M/s1600/DSCN5032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwcNw884IZ0/Ti4QB7g8pOI/AAAAAAAAAmA/9c8_p95qQ3M/s320/DSCN5032.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They drove us out to the archway/gate at the edge of Tsetserleg where the rest of my staff was waiting to see us off. &amp;nbsp;We all shared one last toast of Chinggis vodka, passed around some candy, and waited for our ride to appear through the gateway. &amp;nbsp;I had a really hard time keeping it together. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't say anything to my co-workers for fear that I'd really start tearing up...so instead I just tried to smile. &amp;nbsp;When it came time for us to go, Kara and I were gripped with heart-felt hugs from everyone. &amp;nbsp;And then we drove away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a lot of time here in UB to think about the completion of our service. &amp;nbsp;To ponder what it means to "finish" something like volunteer development work. &amp;nbsp;Our period of service is finishing, but what we've been doing and why we've been doing it will not end when we get on the plane. &amp;nbsp;There are thousands of volunteers all over the world that are continuing to do what we've had the privilege to experience these past 2 years. &amp;nbsp;And more importantly, we have friends that will stay here for at least another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was typing this I received a call from our sitemate Tim Jenkins. &amp;nbsp;He will be the only volunteer in Arkhangai until the incoming trainees get placed. &amp;nbsp;He used to tell us all the time that he's not sure how he feels about being left alone. &amp;nbsp;He used to joke that we should stay to keep him company. &amp;nbsp;And when he realized that we were really leaving he would just randomly quote the phrase "one man walks alone". &amp;nbsp;But his phone call this morning was to tell me the following, "last night I realized that it won't be 'one man walks alone' when that man has the spirit of his friends with him all the time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time here is coming to an end, but I hope that the spirit of what we've done here in Mongolia continues to live on. &amp;nbsp;And I hope that our friends, of every nationality, know that Mongolia will continue to be a part of our memories for the rest of our lives. &amp;nbsp;So it is with a mix of sadness, hope, joy, and amazement that I am saying goodbye to our relatively short time in Mongolia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-2810920078034423797?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/2810920078034423797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=2810920078034423797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2810920078034423797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2810920078034423797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/07/completing-our-service.html' title='Completing our Service'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2Y8WTgol8c/Ti4P9m4hsNI/AAAAAAAAAl8/GI_UnLqBE3U/s72-c/DSCN5029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-1480168182903307923</id><published>2011-07-18T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T16:30:25.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blowtorching Marmot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might as well warn you up front...if you don't like seeing or hearing about small animals being prepared as a meal, don't bother to watch or read on. &amp;nbsp;Though really these animals had been dead for awhile, it's still a rather "uncivilized" form of food prep. &amp;nbsp;But hey, they're still considered a delicacy...and it takes a long time to prepare them. &amp;nbsp;My staff considered it mandatory that we get one last taste on this most recent trip to Blue Lake. &amp;nbsp;I know we've talked about having marmot in the past, but this time I decided to take some video of the preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the heads are cut off and innards are removed. &amp;nbsp;The choice pieces of "innards" are then placed back inside, along with a handful of onion. &amp;nbsp;Then you take stones the size of baseballs that have been heating in the coals of a fire and stuff them down inside until the animal is "full". &amp;nbsp;Tie off the neck. &amp;nbsp;These hot rocks serve to cook the meat from the inside out...then the outside is cooked using the following technique (enjoy the "barbarity"!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EnSV8Ng4Hd0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xMcPDKF9QAs" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-1480168182903307923?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/1480168182903307923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=1480168182903307923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1480168182903307923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1480168182903307923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/07/blowtorching-marmot.html' title='Blowtorching Marmot'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EnSV8Ng4Hd0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-8372887929124824377</id><published>2011-07-17T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:36:40.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Хөх Нуур (Blue Lake)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara and I just returned from a 3 day trip to Hukh Nuur (Blue Lake) here in Arkhangai. &amp;nbsp;We were told it's not a very common trip for foreigners to take, other than on horseback, and we soon figured out why. &amp;nbsp;Between the massive boulders, rivers that were easily 3-4 ft deep in spots, and the absolute middle-of-nowhere location, it's not an easy trek to make no matter what form of transportation you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was beautiful countryside we passed through, and other than the massive number of flies and&amp;nbsp;mosquitoes, it was great to be outside sleeping in tents and walking through such untouched land. &amp;nbsp;There were 15 of us that went on the trip - it was partly a summer getaway, a thank you to some of my staff, and partly a goodbye trip for Kara and I. &amp;nbsp;We swam in the rivers, cooked over an open fire for every meal, shared traditional meals as well as some of the more rare ones (marmot!), and generally baked in the 80 degree sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My staff presented me with a couple of gifts. &amp;nbsp;First, they gave me a signed certificate from the governor of Arkhangai acknowledging the past 2 years of work I've done here. &amp;nbsp;Then as a gift from all of the staff members I've worked with I was presented with a blue "hadak" (symbolic blue cloth) and a brass cup or "ayag" that is presently being engraved with a short message. &amp;nbsp;In return I gave a short speech, mentioning some of my favorite memories of each of my staff members and then concluded by giving them a photobook with pictures of memories from the past 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected this trip reminded us rather starkly of all the things we find beautiful and fascinating about Mongolia and it's people...but it also reminds us of some of the hardships we/they face on a daily basis. &amp;nbsp;We have learned to have an incredible level of patience in this country - sometimes because "waiting" will bring about the best moments, but other times the "waiting" is simply not worth it in our minds. &amp;nbsp;But that's ok. &amp;nbsp;In the end, we have the memories to look back on...and of course the photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eI4eBM1l6FQ?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(no sound, only pictures)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-8372887929124824377?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/8372887929124824377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=8372887929124824377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8372887929124824377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8372887929124824377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/07/blue-lake.html' title='Хөх Нуур (Blue Lake)'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eI4eBM1l6FQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-1415292691238726036</id><published>2011-07-13T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T22:40:00.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Naadam - photos/video</title><content type='html'>We figured we might as well give you as much audio/visual stimulation as possible. &amp;nbsp;Here is a photo slideshow of the 2011 Naadam festival in Arkhangai set to some really cool Mongolian music by the band Altan Urag. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Make sure to have your speakers on for each of the following videos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wohng2TvEvw" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you would like to see the individual photos used in the slideshow and read a few more descriptive captions for each please check out Kara's FB photo album &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150326650460729.383081.504170728&amp;amp;l=c72523a5d9"&gt;"Naadam 2011"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, here is a video of a dance during the opening ceremonies. &amp;nbsp;The quality is poor and it's only about a minute of the full dance, but essentially what you're seeing is a large group of choreographed women dancing with 6 small bowls stacked on their heads. &amp;nbsp;The dance involves them taking them off, putting them back on, spinning around, moving all over the place...and obviously NOT dropping any of the bowls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/44CviaAf5HY?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, here's a quick video of the final 4 wrestlers prepping for their matches by walking up to the flagpole, waving their arms in the traditional eagle dance, and basically offering thanks/respect to Mongolia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H6102zfQVwk?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just a few short hours, Kara and I will be traveling with 20+ of my counterparts to Blue Lake for a 3 day retreat/camping trip to celebrate our work over the past 2 years. &amp;nbsp;Upon our return, we'll only have 2 short days left in Arkhangai. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully we'll have some beautiful pictures to upload following this final excursion as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-1415292691238726036?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wohng2TvEvw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-7672384671033294399</id><published>2011-07-11T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:17:51.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mongolian Wrestling - video</title><content type='html'>by Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get these up on the blog because they are just too entertaining. &amp;nbsp;We're right in the middle of the 3 day Naadam Festival in Arkhangai, and we've recently witnessed two Americans take on the Mongolian men in wrestling. &amp;nbsp;Both of these men were named Tim. &amp;nbsp;One is our sitemate, the other is a visitor from the States who is writing a book on wrestling traditions in other cultures. &amp;nbsp;This first video is of our sitemate Tim getting thrown down by a rather large Mongolian man. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, he lost his match in the 1st round. &amp;nbsp;(Sorry the quality is so poor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4ABnQi36LJ0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second video is of the other Tim...he manages to take down one of the largest Mongolians on the field. &amp;nbsp;After a few minutes of holding each other, we managed to capture video of the takedown. &amp;nbsp;It's quite impressive. And really just a great move. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bgiZMc12ipU" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We'll try to post more pictures and video in the coming days. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-7672384671033294399?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/7672384671033294399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=7672384671033294399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7672384671033294399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7672384671033294399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/07/mongolian-wrestling-video.html' title='Mongolian Wrestling - video'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4ABnQi36LJ0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-6253129751836086817</id><published>2011-07-01T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T15:25:22.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourism Marketing Trainings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's obviously been much too long since I last wrote (about 2 months!)...however, I have an excuse. &amp;nbsp;I've actually been working! &amp;nbsp;Well, traveling for work is a more appropriate description. &amp;nbsp;A few months back when I realized that my grant funded unique business competition was going to be completed by May, I thought to myself "you should plan some sort of work for June so that you're not 'bored' at work during your last few weeks in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;". &amp;nbsp;I decided to push myself to do two more trainings for the tourism industry of Arkhangai - this time focusing on marketing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I told my staff that I wanted to travel to Tariat and Tsenker soums (if you remember from previous posts these are two of the tourist hot-spots of Arkhangai) to meet with some of the managers/staff of the ger camps. &amp;nbsp;I also decided that I wanted to bring along two additional local trainers - preferably one that has been working with me for awhile as well as another "newbie" who might like to see how I lead/facilitate trainings for these groups. &amp;nbsp;You know "capacity building" and all that good stuff! &amp;nbsp;My goal was to lead a 3-4 hour session on the 4P's of marketing as it pertains to the Arkhangai tourism industry, gather some feedback, do some pre- and post-testing, and pass out some materials (brochures/posters) we'd created for the businesses involved in the&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelarkhangai.com/"&gt;www.travelarkhangai.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;project.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'll let the pictures do most of the talking, but I did want to mention that we learned a lot from the first training that we implemented in the second training. &amp;nbsp;The results were much better. &amp;nbsp;In fact, our first stop (Tariat) had the pre- and post- test results both equal exactly 61%. &amp;nbsp;There are multiple factors for this that I won't go into, but we pinpointed them and a few days later when we were in Tsenker we had pre-tests at 67% and post-test results at 86%!! &amp;nbsp;We had 23 participants from 14 different companies attend in total. &amp;nbsp;Overall I'd say it was a success, and if nothing else, it was a really fun time for me and my staff as these were my final soum trainings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOtrRPXf8R8/Tg1oaNn586I/AAAAAAAAAlI/jASxfoEGOhU/s1600/Picture+528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOtrRPXf8R8/Tg1oaNn586I/AAAAAAAAAlI/jASxfoEGOhU/s320/Picture+528.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had our training in Tariat inside one of the gers - we split the group into two teams. &amp;nbsp;Here I'm getting feedback from one team on how the tourism industry has been utilizing marketing techniques.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JN9hcIu2PH0/Tg1octdK_LI/AAAAAAAAAlM/p59pxk4pkmk/s1600/Picture+549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JN9hcIu2PH0/Tg1octdK_LI/AAAAAAAAAlM/p59pxk4pkmk/s320/Picture+549.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here the other team is presenting after our "activity". &amp;nbsp;I had the two teams initially write at the top of the paper a fake company name. &amp;nbsp;Then my two assistants grabbed the paper and swapped them with the other team's paper. &amp;nbsp;Now taking what the other team wrote, the new team had to write what product that company sold. &amp;nbsp;We swapped after each topic was written about - pricing, target markets, ways to promote the products, etc. &amp;nbsp;The final presentation of the "company" that your team was left with was quite entertaining. &amp;nbsp;It was all done to show how marketing plans need to evolve as more information comes to light.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62vSh1fVWgA/Tg1ofUVisOI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/sC7_TSBPk0Q/s1600/Picture+553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62vSh1fVWgA/Tg1ofUVisOI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/sC7_TSBPk0Q/s320/Picture+553.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The training group in Tariat. &amp;nbsp;Here we had 1 representative from 10 different ger camps.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjkEH3uyIHs/Tg1oiI0okBI/AAAAAAAAAlU/1kGrU9bOvbk/s1600/Picture+563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjkEH3uyIHs/Tg1oiI0okBI/AAAAAAAAAlU/1kGrU9bOvbk/s320/Picture+563.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afterward we decided to go fishing in White Lake (that's my driver Tsogoo) - a mere 100 meters from the training site.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkecotzQygs/Tg1oksKjS3I/AAAAAAAAAlY/qQ-JAI2QwrI/s1600/Picture+566.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkecotzQygs/Tg1oksKjS3I/AAAAAAAAAlY/qQ-JAI2QwrI/s320/Picture+566.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you like our band's album cover?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6FZYYvFecE/Tg1on2CCIgI/AAAAAAAAAlc/LU49IaYCaAA/s1600/Picture+608.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6FZYYvFecE/Tg1on2CCIgI/AAAAAAAAAlc/LU49IaYCaAA/s320/Picture+608.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;These were my two local trainers, Khorlo and Nowroo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--v7f-X2uiCI/Tg1oszAKlhI/AAAAAAAAAlg/TzfHxlt9nV8/s1600/Picture+633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--v7f-X2uiCI/Tg1oszAKlhI/AAAAAAAAAlg/TzfHxlt9nV8/s320/Picture+633.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A trip out to Tariat isn't complete without the "gorge" photo - I believe I now have one of these during every season in Mongolia.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ht72CPLaLa0/Tg1ovklJhSI/AAAAAAAAAlk/n8prTRKUmkY/s1600/Picture+644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ht72CPLaLa0/Tg1ovklJhSI/AAAAAAAAAlk/n8prTRKUmkY/s320/Picture+644.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The same training at Tsenker soums' Duut Resort. &amp;nbsp;Different feel being inside a gigantic log cabin resort instead of a ger.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VNvyC-oIlOE/Tg1ozCmMzJI/AAAAAAAAAlo/9qXYLIqcXJ8/s1600/Picture+655.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VNvyC-oIlOE/Tg1ozCmMzJI/AAAAAAAAAlo/9qXYLIqcXJ8/s320/Picture+655.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here I have the one group drawing a price/quality matrix for a company/product of their choosing. &amp;nbsp;I learned some valuable insight - for one, this group believes that Mercedes Benz makes a low quality, low price product. &amp;nbsp;This led to all sorts of fun conversations and attempted explanations!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WPbCpp1F7lU/Tg1o1zrVtqI/AAAAAAAAAls/lZ_z691g8sU/s1600/Picture+665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WPbCpp1F7lU/Tg1o1zrVtqI/AAAAAAAAAls/lZ_z691g8sU/s320/Picture+665.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Tsenker we had 13 attendees from all 4 camps in the area. &amp;nbsp;One group sent 6 of their young staff members for the training. &amp;nbsp;And they were all quite smart. &amp;nbsp;I was thrilled.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G37YrztCM-c/Tg1o4SWlByI/AAAAAAAAAlw/rrZa6d5OLyQ/s1600/Picture+676.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G37YrztCM-c/Tg1o4SWlByI/AAAAAAAAAlw/rrZa6d5OLyQ/s320/Picture+676.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time we decided volleyball would be our relaxation/sport following the training. &amp;nbsp;It's hard to tell but what appears to be beautiful grass around our feet is actually probably 30% wild onions! &amp;nbsp;They were so good. &amp;nbsp;You could just snap the greens off and chew on it while you played. &amp;nbsp;Of course we all joked that I wouldn't be able to kiss any of the pretty girls afterward.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eop9z2esfdE/Tg1o9K_u2iI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-pKxphEi_NQ/s1600/Picture+708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eop9z2esfdE/Tg1o9K_u2iI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-pKxphEi_NQ/s320/Picture+708.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the way back after all our work was done, we took a different route. &amp;nbsp;After coming up over a hill, we found ourselves staring at some of the largest fields of wild flowers I've seen here. &amp;nbsp;This particular part was all orange but others were all white, or all yellow, and they'd just blend one area right into the other. &amp;nbsp;This is us pretending to look comfortable as thousands of bugs attacked!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-sHaQCcxiA/Tg1oWGLd3WI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kKm2P1sl8ug/s1600/Picture+712.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-sHaQCcxiA/Tg1oWGLd3WI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kKm2P1sl8ug/s320/Picture+712.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And why not one more flower photo! &amp;nbsp;We took dozens. &amp;nbsp;This was actually us jumping toward the camera but it took too late and instead it appears that we've all just fallen down. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, we enjoy our time on these trips and I'm going to miss hanging out with my staff at trainings.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-6253129751836086817?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/6253129751836086817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=6253129751836086817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6253129751836086817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6253129751836086817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/07/tourism-marketing-trainings.html' title='Tourism Marketing Trainings'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOtrRPXf8R8/Tg1oaNn586I/AAAAAAAAAlI/jASxfoEGOhU/s72-c/Picture+528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-6443963968649887951</id><published>2011-06-19T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T13:47:22.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life lately</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A spastic update on life lately... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a little more than a month left in Mongolia - that's it! It's crazy. I haven't fully mentally prepared myself for returning to the US. I've been so busy lately helping train the new group of volunteers that just arrived that I haven't had much time to sit down and think about all my own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training the new volunteers has been fun (and tiring). It's fun to see all their enthusiasm and excitement. Until talking to them I had completely forgotten what it was like to arrive in Mongolia for the first time. It makes me realize how comfortable I've become with many aspects of life here and how normal so many things seem. It's hard trying to balance giving them an optimistic, yet realistic view of what their Peace Corps service might be like, but I'm trying. The worse part about training is that we spend 4 to 5 hours a day commuting from our office to the site their training is at. One day last week we had a tire blowout which extended our time on the road even longer. Not fun. BUT I do get to drive past herds of camels everyday, which still doesn't fail to excite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though most of my mental effort is focused on training, I am thinking about life in the US a bit. I register for classes next week (!) and I'm job-searching. I'm hoping to find a part-time research assistant position at the university. These positions include a paycheck PLUS complete tuition coverage. Obviously that would be awesome and would ensure I wouldn't have to take out any student loans, but of course, these positions are highly coveted. I got really excited about one position that I applied for last week and just got an email from those in charge of hiring asking us applicants to be patient, as they received over 100 applications. Yikes. 100. Those are some tough odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all I've got for this quick update for now. I don't even have any pictures to upload because I'm at an internet cafe and don't have access to my photos right now. Sorry! I'll be finishing up my portion of training next week then heading back home to Arkhangai for the remainder of our time in Mongolia. While in Arkhangai I'll be helping with a 4H exchange program that's bringing some American teenagers to Arkhangai to live with host families. We'll probably take them to my work's summer camp. We've also got Naadam (horse-racing, archery, wrestling) and then of course saying goodbye to everybody, packing up our stuff, giving away lots of stuff, etc. Crazy! Time is flying!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-6443963968649887951?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/6443963968649887951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=6443963968649887951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6443963968649887951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6443963968649887951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-lately.html' title='Life lately'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-5146148655415853028</id><published>2011-06-12T17:03:00.049+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T17:30:19.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Fair</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, May 21, 2011 was Arkhangai Aimag’s First Annual Health Fair! This event was made possible thanks to funding we received from the Millennium Challenge Corporation and from wonderful people in America who donated to the cause. A big thanks goes out to those who donated, particularly Mark’s parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’d been talking about this fair with our counterparts for months and months but as things often happen here in Mongolia, much of the planning came down to the last minute. We were scrambling the week of the event to get everything ready. But in the end, the event happened and went pretty well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event included 4 main events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) 5K Community Walk and Run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ended up being a little less than 5K, as we just used a course the PE teachers already knew about and could easily explain to everybody. It also just ended up being a run, rather than a big community walk, but that’s okay. We had adults and students participate (separately) and it was a lot of fun. And everybody who participated got a t-shirt custom printed for the event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvk444kA9Io/TfSBPtKokII/AAAAAAAAMr0/ZRUFGTj89HI/s1600/SAM_2632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvk444kA9Io/TfSBPtKokII/AAAAAAAAMr0/ZRUFGTj89HI/s320/SAM_2632.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lining up to sign up for the 5K. It was&amp;nbsp;all about matching track suits.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6u_SStHW4B4/TfSBoQYqpcI/AAAAAAAAMr4/zJtTMNs1jUg/s1600/SAM_2646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6u_SStHW4B4/TfSBoQYqpcI/AAAAAAAAMr4/zJtTMNs1jUg/s320/SAM_2646.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pointing out the course&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kLvmlJtqVMI/TfSB-wd-b8I/AAAAAAAAMr8/6of_8yj9RBQ/s1600/SAM_2649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kLvmlJtqVMI/TfSB-wd-b8I/AAAAAAAAMr8/6of_8yj9RBQ/s320/SAM_2649.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the adults are off!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-778LvoemNc4/TfSCX5TyN_I/AAAAAAAAMsA/GQY0tsW-Z20/s1600/SAM_2652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-778LvoemNc4/TfSCX5TyN_I/AAAAAAAAMsA/GQY0tsW-Z20/s320/SAM_2652.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part of the race involved avoiding yaks. Yak-attack = disqualification&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X7gfRuLf7MI/TfSCwsh7TmI/AAAAAAAAMsE/ygN8zo6J5cI/s1600/SAM_2660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X7gfRuLf7MI/TfSCwsh7TmI/AAAAAAAAMsE/ygN8zo6J5cI/s320/SAM_2660.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finish line&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Poster Contest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We invited students to submit posters that were related to the theme of tobacco and alcohol use and the effects the use of these substances can have on people’s lives. The submissions were really great. The winning poster will be printed on a bigger poster and displayed in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l5hJAzyy4E0/TfSDV7C9INI/AAAAAAAAMsI/JTbVL1YG4kA/s1600/SAM_2699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l5hJAzyy4E0/TfSDV7C9INI/AAAAAAAAMsI/JTbVL1YG4kA/s320/SAM_2699.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two of the winners&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gBm8KwLdkzs/TfSDgq6_d8I/AAAAAAAAMsM/kLTL3LjsDgg/s1600/SAM_2702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gBm8KwLdkzs/TfSDgq6_d8I/AAAAAAAAMsM/kLTL3LjsDgg/s320/SAM_2702.JPG" t8="true" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one was pretty, and supposedly it was supposed to represent an alcohol and tobacco free life, but it was a bit of a stretch. It also looked like they just copied it from a book. But it was so pretty...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIilN4QYlKY/TfSD3EyRblI/AAAAAAAAMsQ/AwmJrA6zoxk/s1600/SAM_2704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIilN4QYlKY/TfSD3EyRblI/AAAAAAAAMsQ/AwmJrA6zoxk/s320/SAM_2704.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ox5KuZquyjA/TfSEBBbuAYI/AAAAAAAAMsU/Up7nX3Il-mA/s1600/SAM_2705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ox5KuZquyjA/TfSEBBbuAYI/AAAAAAAAMsU/Up7nX3Il-mA/s320/SAM_2705.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uaz3g3zskWw/TfSEKOH4M2I/AAAAAAAAMsY/I88I-CVqFk4/s1600/SAM_2706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uaz3g3zskWw/TfSEKOH4M2I/AAAAAAAAMsY/I88I-CVqFk4/s320/SAM_2706.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Nutrition Trivia Contest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students were invited to participate in a trivia contest about nutrition and healthy eating. All 10th grade students have learned about this material in lessons throughout the school year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FZDK5MnK4ko/TfSEXbSYtnI/AAAAAAAAMsg/ZD9SuB1ck-Y/s1600/SAM_2714.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FZDK5MnK4ko/TfSEXbSYtnI/AAAAAAAAMsg/ZD9SuB1ck-Y/s320/SAM_2714.JPG" t8="true" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0pHmYWTNqg/TfSEpsLIPqI/AAAAAAAAMsk/ac66sNRODfY/s1600/SAM_2723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0pHmYWTNqg/TfSEpsLIPqI/AAAAAAAAMsk/ac66sNRODfY/s320/SAM_2723.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Cooking Contest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All schools were invited to participate in a healthy cooking contest. The school cooks were asked to involve students in this as well. This was the least successful part of the event, as fewer schools turned out than we had hoped. The date of the entire Health Fair was changed from May 14 to May 21 at the last minute and some of the schools had prepared to compete on May 14 and were unable to participate on May 21. Though our counterparts were able to deal with so many aspects of last minute changes, this is one part that suffered. Hopefully they can do this next year with fewer last minute changes and better communication to all schools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ejDGRc1y0m4/TfSE3GmwXjI/AAAAAAAAMso/5-SrqXWbBrc/s1600/SAM_2663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ejDGRc1y0m4/TfSE3GmwXjI/AAAAAAAAMso/5-SrqXWbBrc/s320/SAM_2663.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KbcZ7IeqVkM/TfSFKCbjKVI/AAAAAAAAMss/y5PJ64nDYzw/s1600/SAM_2672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KbcZ7IeqVkM/TfSFKCbjKVI/AAAAAAAAMss/y5PJ64nDYzw/s320/SAM_2672.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AygbBlc1jAk/TfSFWGyw4TI/AAAAAAAAMsw/wciLmrz7IQo/s1600/SAM_2674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AygbBlc1jAk/TfSFWGyw4TI/AAAAAAAAMsw/wciLmrz7IQo/s320/SAM_2674.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avpVhX4lVwM/TfSFpgoU1FI/AAAAAAAAMs0/HGcRiIHtyyA/s1600/SAM_2696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avpVhX4lVwM/TfSFpgoU1FI/AAAAAAAAMs0/HGcRiIHtyyA/s320/SAM_2696.JPG" t8="true" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Wt463tJDVI/TfSF3GNc59I/AAAAAAAAMs4/pCTrrfIqWeY/s1600/SAM_2756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Wt463tJDVI/TfSF3GNc59I/AAAAAAAAMs4/pCTrrfIqWeY/s320/SAM_2756.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Event planners and winning cooks&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the event was a lot of fun. Again, thanks so much to our donors for help making this happen! We hope it’ll happen again next year too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-5146148655415853028?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/5146148655415853028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=5146148655415853028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5146148655415853028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5146148655415853028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/06/health-fair.html' title='Health Fair'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvk444kA9Io/TfSBPtKokII/AAAAAAAAMr0/ZRUFGTj89HI/s72-c/SAM_2632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-7565527786940703097</id><published>2011-05-19T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:30:54.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transitions</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's hard for Mark and I to believe, the end of our 2 years of service is coming to an end soon! We received official approval from our Peace Corps Mongolia Country Director to conclude our service and fly home &lt;b&gt;July 24&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, before that day comes, we still have a lot to do. Mark is busy finishing up projects at work, including the final reports for his unique business and unique product competition, training his counterparts on how to maintain the &lt;a href="http://www.travelarkhangai.com/"&gt;Travel Arkhangai website&lt;/a&gt;, and a couple more tourism trainings for local businesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading off to the city of Darkhan next week to take part in a two-week training of trainers. I've been asked to help train the incoming group of Community Youth Development volunteers. This is what Mark did last year after we returned from vacation. I'll be gone about 5 weeks total, spending 2 weeks preparing the trainings and 2 1/2 weeks actually doing the training. Although this means time apart from Mark (and our cat Mishka!) I'm looking forward to a change of pace and a change of scenery. Things at my work have slowed down a lot for me lately and I'm not very busy. If you know me, you know I like to be busy. Plus, it'll be fun to see a fresh group of people newly embarking upon their experience here in Mongolia. Mark is planning to try and come visit me in Darkhan sometime in the middle of my training too, hopefully around the time of our anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I return from training I'll spend some time at my organization's summer camp. Then we'll celebrate Naadam (horse racing, archery, and wrestling summer festival) here in Arkhangai, hand out some more helmets to child jockeys, and after, pack up our apartment! We'll head into UB a few days before our official Close of Service date to do gobs of paperwork and medical check-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a little odd and possibly anti-climatic because PCVs from our group are departing at different dates throughout the summer, so there's not exactly one big good-bye party. In fact, we've already realized we've seen some people for the last time in Mongolia and didn't even do a proper goodbye. We've already started trying to convince people to come visit us in Seattle and hope to visit others in the future too. In fact, some PCVs are already planning a two-year reunion in New Orleans where at least 4-5 PCVs from our group are planning to live -- a few of them planning to live together even!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make our return home a little sweeter we've also planned a short vacation in San Francisco on our way home! We're visiting one of my best friends and her husband there. And I've never been to San Francisco so while they're busy working during the days, we're going to explore the city. Then, I'll be home in time to spend my birthday at home with our friends and families!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what kinds of photos to include on a blog like this, but a blog post is boring without any, so here are some from events as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-roQ1XVQtqEw/TdOPnz89abI/AAAAAAAAMrA/c79Q-qNXFv0/s1600/Ondor-ulaan.tif.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="60" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-roQ1XVQtqEw/TdOPnz89abI/AAAAAAAAMrA/c79Q-qNXFv0/s320/Ondor-ulaan.tif.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ondor-ulaan soum, about 2-3 hours away from where we live. Mark visited it last week with the national Mercy Corps director.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-siREc43AgN4/TdOP5z1KwJI/AAAAAAAAMrE/0ok0PQ1po-k/s1600/SAM_2244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-siREc43AgN4/TdOP5z1KwJI/AAAAAAAAMrE/0ok0PQ1po-k/s320/SAM_2244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bulgan Mountain. This image is used on everything and seen everywhere throughout our town so it's a bit tired to us, but I have to admit, it is pretty. It's a very short walk away from our apartment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V9KHn4o_TJw/TdOQImQ5mCI/AAAAAAAAMrI/l_2N51oRtrE/s1600/SAM_2448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V9KHn4o_TJw/TdOQImQ5mCI/AAAAAAAAMrI/l_2N51oRtrE/s320/SAM_2448.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there's the occasional dumpings of spring snow. Ugh. This was last week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gMXFrYiaZOI/TdOQScT-znI/AAAAAAAAMrM/ZtC-x8WchCg/s1600/SAM_2480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gMXFrYiaZOI/TdOQScT-znI/AAAAAAAAMrM/ZtC-x8WchCg/s320/SAM_2480.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I held my last Zumba fitness class this week! The girls are super cute and I'm going to miss this them. Two of them have come to almost every single class since October so I made them certificates and gave them some jump ropes as gifts (to keep up with their strict exercise routine over the summer). For our last class we ended up doing about 10 minutes of Zumba and spent the rest of the time taking pictures and eating cookies. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-7565527786940703097?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/7565527786940703097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=7565527786940703097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7565527786940703097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7565527786940703097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/05/transitions.html' title='Transitions'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-roQ1XVQtqEw/TdOPnz89abI/AAAAAAAAMrA/c79Q-qNXFv0/s72-c/Ondor-ulaan.tif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-5952714643644591465</id><published>2011-05-15T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:14:22.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Mark and I talked to our sitemates Sarah and Tim and decided that Saturday would be a great day to head to the river for a picnic. The weather was supposed to get bad on Sunday, but Saturday was supposed to be 61 degrees. So we met up around 2:00 and a couple of Mongolian friends joined us. It started out alright and we tried convincing ourselves it was a nice spring day - Tim was wearing shorts, Sarah a dress and flipflops. But then, a rare thing started happening - it started to rain... "Oh, I'm sure it'll pass over..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking for at least an hour we arrived at the river and started eating. The men, in an effort to show us their skills, made a fire, for which we were all very thankful as the temperature started to drop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ivuqNpNwLAs/Tcjt-7y_BjI/AAAAAAAAMpQ/Cn8uKfyR0Ac/s1600/Picture1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ivuqNpNwLAs/Tcjt-7y_BjI/AAAAAAAAMpQ/Cn8uKfyR0Ac/s320/Picture1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eNMwXtFvb0/TcjuB6ot2tI/AAAAAAAAMpU/bFWBHXspO04/s1600/Picture2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eNMwXtFvb0/TcjuB6ot2tI/AAAAAAAAMpU/bFWBHXspO04/s320/Picture2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGtxyE9Rj-c/TcjuM57MiUI/AAAAAAAAMpY/scinnzcXCO0/s1600/Picture3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGtxyE9Rj-c/TcjuM57MiUI/AAAAAAAAMpY/scinnzcXCO0/s320/Picture3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look how strong they are!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0iJ04w4GIQ/TcjuYIFTgeI/AAAAAAAAMpc/rwEIrIfZFEE/s1600/Picture4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0iJ04w4GIQ/TcjuYIFTgeI/AAAAAAAAMpc/rwEIrIfZFEE/s320/Picture4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Success!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After eating, Mark and Tim discussed the best method for fishing. Tim had brought his fishing pole, some hooks he had spent the morning searching for at our local market, and a ping pong ball for a bobber, but the selection of bait was lacking. Bread? Corn? Canned&amp;nbsp;mackerel? He tried his best, but unfortunately, he was unsuccessful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfqu2upFhQg/TcjuijtmRJI/AAAAAAAAMpg/bjTDqHwY7pE/s1600/Picture5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfqu2upFhQg/TcjuijtmRJI/AAAAAAAAMpg/bjTDqHwY7pE/s320/Picture5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After enjoying some smores and delicious cake that Sarah made, we realized the increasingly steady pour of rain was not letting up and we should probably head back. Sarah and Tim were jokingly scolded by our Mongolian friends for not dressing appropriately, while Mark and I were praised for our preparedness. I pulled out two shirts, a scarf, hat, and gloves from our backpack for the walk home. Unfortunately, the weather kept getting worse and worse. Poor Sarah and Tim were miserable and cold to the bone. Mark and I were chilled too, but not quite as bad. Tim said on the walk home, which took about an hour and 15 minutes, that this was the coldest he'd ever been in Mongolia! Here's a picture, but it's kind of impossible to show how cold we felt. (And let's hope Sarah doesn't read our blog because she'd hate to know this picture of her, with Tim's socks on under flip-flops and Mark's huge coat draped over her, was floating around the interweb.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmK3OPtkqzc/Tcjt8FQor1I/AAAAAAAAMpM/ro5DZZp6cxs/s1600/Picture6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmK3OPtkqzc/Tcjt8FQor1I/AAAAAAAAMpM/ro5DZZp6cxs/s320/Picture6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a fun day and definitely a memorable one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-5952714643644591465?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/5952714643644591465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=5952714643644591465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5952714643644591465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5952714643644591465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/05/picnic.html' title='Picnic'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ivuqNpNwLAs/Tcjt-7y_BjI/AAAAAAAAMpQ/Cn8uKfyR0Ac/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-9084407099813068193</id><published>2011-05-10T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T15:05:36.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close of Service Conference</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year Peace Corps holds a Close of Service Conference for all of the volunteers finishing up their second year of service. Our conference was April 27-29. Out of the original 69 volunteers who came to Mongolia we had 48 in attendance at the conference. If you're wondering, that's not too bad of a rate. I've heard that overall, Mongolia has a better retention rate than other PC countries, despite what you might think. Maybe we come to Mongolia with lower expectations than those PCVs who end up Fiji and think life is going to be a beautiful paradise everyday. (As I write this, it is May 10 and there's a huge snow storm occurring outside.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the conference was a time for us to spend time with our fellow PCVs, reflect upon our experiences together, and talk about post-Peace Corps life. There were some boring sessions and some interesting ones and fun activities in the evenings. It was great to get to spend a few solid days with all the PCVs. And it was interesting to see who has changed a lot, stayed exactly the same, or just changed somewhat (in most cases, for the better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear are some highlights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9DePmoHzOaY/TcjDAaoPZ_I/AAAAAAAAMok/v95bsLa5mbs/s1600/226221_642867426753_39207611_34569925_166837_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9DePmoHzOaY/TcjDAaoPZ_I/AAAAAAAAMok/v95bsLa5mbs/s320/226221_642867426753_39207611_34569925_166837_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 1: The ger camp we stayed at. &lt;br /&gt;It was warm and sunny and beautiful.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v7l4kUBl7xA/TcjDWM6V5gI/AAAAAAAAMoo/fA1yTq_9oLg/s1600/228227_643343807083_39207611_34579151_1608554_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v7l4kUBl7xA/TcjDWM6V5gI/AAAAAAAAMoo/fA1yTq_9oLg/s320/228227_643343807083_39207611_34579151_1608554_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And less than 48 hours later we woke up to 6 inches of snow and freezing cold weather. &lt;br /&gt;It continued to snow the entire day and the guys even had to get out of our bus on our way out of the camp to help push it.&amp;nbsp;Typical spring weather in Mongolia.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j82Jn3uPeyA/TcjEDQ4HzdI/AAAAAAAAMos/a3COGjUdMjE/s1600/COS2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j82Jn3uPeyA/TcjEDQ4HzdI/AAAAAAAAMos/a3COGjUdMjE/s320/COS2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of our evening activities was a cooking contest. I was smart and joined a team with amazing cooks &amp;nbsp;- that's us! We made fish tacos, beef tacos, (I made a million tortillas), two kinds of salsa, a peanut noodle dish (we had to make a Mongolian dish with at twist) and bananas dipped in chocolate and coconut for dessert. It was delicious and all made completely from scratch!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZM8cXeHvuR0/TcjF8hZ4LxI/AAAAAAAAMpA/rSeD7oJbO5A/s1600/221871_642863739143_39207611_34569892_606270_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZM8cXeHvuR0/TcjF8hZ4LxI/AAAAAAAAMpA/rSeD7oJbO5A/s320/221871_642863739143_39207611_34569892_606270_n.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashlee and I&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcFw9fzBnLI/TcjGIu_h93I/AAAAAAAAMpE/UlNIe0OKEyw/s1600/228176_642862676273_39207611_34569851_8335301_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcFw9fzBnLI/TcjGIu_h93I/AAAAAAAAMpE/UlNIe0OKEyw/s320/228176_642862676273_39207611_34569851_8335301_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chaos in the kitchen.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAhTsUuy2_A/TcjEtbro2qI/AAAAAAAAMow/G3Y3d_ZEFuo/s1600/COS3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAhTsUuy2_A/TcjEtbro2qI/AAAAAAAAMow/G3Y3d_ZEFuo/s1600/COS3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;WE WON!!! The judges joined us for this photo-op.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe7LYxynCxc/TcjFnqwwwVI/AAAAAAAAMo0/qe9wM8WaWnQ/s1600/SAM_2320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe7LYxynCxc/TcjFnqwwwVI/AAAAAAAAMo0/qe9wM8WaWnQ/s320/SAM_2320.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The three married men playing Monopoly deal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mX2CE5gfogA/TcjhsHJCK4I/AAAAAAAAMpI/8D1F87SJOhg/s1600/COS1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mX2CE5gfogA/TcjhsHJCK4I/AAAAAAAAMpI/8D1F87SJOhg/s320/COS1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the PCVs! 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href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/05/close-of-service-conference.html' title='Close of Service Conference'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9DePmoHzOaY/TcjDAaoPZ_I/AAAAAAAAMok/v95bsLa5mbs/s72-c/226221_642867426753_39207611_34569925_166837_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-2947933014415659646</id><published>2011-05-04T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T15:41:44.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promoting Unique Business Ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started as an idea last August came to fruition in the past couple of weeks. &amp;nbsp;Myself and counterparts from three different organizations that I work with here in Mongolia developed and launched "Arkhangai's 1st Annual Unique Business/Product Idea Competition". &amp;nbsp;The aim being to foster an environment in our entire province that is open and welcoming for creative ideas to expand the types of businesses in the marketplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opened up the application season March 1st with a goal of receiving 30+ applications. &amp;nbsp;After advertising via television, flyers, banners, and newspaper we closed the application period on March 31st. &amp;nbsp;We had received an incredible 56 applications from 15 different towns! &amp;nbsp;But we only had money/space enough for 10 applicants to attend the training portion of the competition. &amp;nbsp;We had to rate all of the applications so that we could choose the ten best to attend this second part of the competition - a week-long Business Plan/Proposal Development Training that would be mandatory for any applicant that was chosen. &amp;nbsp;During the week, the trainees would be given all the basic knowledge through lecture, projects, guest speakers, and multiple skilled trainers to develop their full business plan - including 10+ hours of one-on-one work with a consultant who would help them with the financials and other technical aspects of the business plan writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an added incentive the ten trainees were in the running for the grand prize: 1,500,000₮ (roughly $1200). &amp;nbsp;But there was a catch...the money wouldn't just be handed to them in cash/check form. &amp;nbsp;Instead, this prize money could only be obtained in the form of re-imbursement for any interest payments made on loans necessary to implement their winning business plan. &amp;nbsp;Meaning, "Winner A" must actually start his business and make interest payments on his loan before he can approach our organization for re-imbursement. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Some of you may be wondering just how far this money can go. &amp;nbsp;The average loan size needed to implement the business ideas proposed was about 6 million tugriks. &amp;nbsp;The highest bank loan interest rate is currently 1.6% monthly for 24 months. &amp;nbsp;That's a total of 2.3 million tugriks in interest paid using simple interest calculations. &amp;nbsp;So this prize money would cover roughly 65% of the costs associated with obtaining a loan!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We structured our prize money this way in order to attempt to guarantee results and to see the establishment of our top unique business idea. &amp;nbsp;All but one of our trainees completed their business plan during the training, and three members of my staff rated their proposals using ten different criteria. &amp;nbsp;I just received the final results yesterday. &amp;nbsp;My staff was not able to choose just one winner - so instead we crowned two. &amp;nbsp;The prize money will be split evenly between the two winners. &amp;nbsp;But don't worry, both of the winning proposals only need approximately 3.5 million tugriks in loans to get started. &amp;nbsp;So that prize money should go a long way in recovering their costs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing that many of you reading this are wondering what types of ideas were proposed for this competition. &amp;nbsp;Well, I haven't looked at all of the applications that weren't chosen to attend the training...but I know there were ideas for magazine libraries and brown paper bag manufacturing. &amp;nbsp;But I can tell you about the top 10 ideas. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy the count-down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 - Planting Chatsargana (small yellow berry used in fruit drinks) in Hairhan soum&lt;br /&gt;# 9 - Toilet paper packaging&lt;br /&gt;# 8 - Metal smelting for custom iron fence and roofing materials&lt;br /&gt;# 7 - Using "yellow" milk to produce ice cream, jams, and candy&lt;br /&gt;# 6 - Packaging Airag (fermented mare's milk) for use in ger camps&lt;br /&gt;# 5 - Growing fodder for animals in Tsakhir soum&lt;br /&gt;# 4 - Manufacturing cotton bags to replace plastic bags used in stores&lt;br /&gt;# 3 - Packaging a form of boiled down animal meat product "stock" to be used in winter - I guess you just add water!&lt;br /&gt;# 2 - Installation of electronic signs around our provincial center to replace all of the paper information boards - WINNER (most unique yet implementable idea!)&lt;br /&gt;# 1 - Manufacture and sale of unique custom leather goods - WINNER (best business plan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ilPtiTxovA/TcD6gqUMFbI/AAAAAAAAAkk/rYsKUQQi84U/s1600/SAM_1885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ilPtiTxovA/TcD6gqUMFbI/AAAAAAAAAkk/rYsKUQQi84U/s320/SAM_1885.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was part of the opening ceremony. &amp;nbsp;However, I was unable to lead any of the training sessions due to the fact that mere hours after this photo was taken my translator left for a 2 week trip to Russia.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBDESS0midI/TcD6qPhPz_I/AAAAAAAAAko/2IkM1yPeRd0/s1600/SAM_1898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBDESS0midI/TcD6qPhPz_I/AAAAAAAAAko/2IkM1yPeRd0/s320/SAM_1898.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the first activities was to have the trainees draw their unique business idea concept on paper and present it to the class.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhnvuZ-x4VI/TcD63MK-eQI/AAAAAAAAAks/zCe99420_PQ/s1600/SAM_1925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhnvuZ-x4VI/TcD63MK-eQI/AAAAAAAAAks/zCe99420_PQ/s320/SAM_1925.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This activity was showing the trainees how to set objectives to meet your goal. &amp;nbsp;They had to get from point A to point B using more than 2 different forms of movement. &amp;nbsp;But they had to tell us how they would do it before they attempted it. &amp;nbsp;(ie. 2 jumps, followed by 6 zigzag steps, followed by 5 hops, etc) This trainee was about to jump a short distance to achieve his goal.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EqljPXcOcl0/TcD7IjsxQzI/AAAAAAAAAkw/amCwOucFbcc/s1600/SAM_1968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EqljPXcOcl0/TcD7IjsxQzI/AAAAAAAAAkw/amCwOucFbcc/s320/SAM_1968.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At any given time we had 4-5 consultants wandering the training room helping people with their writing/planning.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFmOpJeTl2c/TcD7SOOHJDI/AAAAAAAAAk0/zT7BVm-fToA/s1600/SAM_1988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFmOpJeTl2c/TcD7SOOHJDI/AAAAAAAAAk0/zT7BVm-fToA/s320/SAM_1988.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the first few days in the classroom, we moved to an Internet cafe in town that let us rent out their computers. &amp;nbsp;Here the trainees put all of their preparations/notes into an actual written business plan (with the assistance of consultants).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MdD3sV5jMo/TcD7k0ouboI/AAAAAAAAAk8/6Vq9uipcggI/s1600/SAM_2257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MdD3sV5jMo/TcD7k0ouboI/AAAAAAAAAk8/6Vq9uipcggI/s320/SAM_2257.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of the attendees were given a Certificate for having completed the training. &amp;nbsp;This man happens to be our #1 winner as well.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0GPpYHtmxFk/TcD8uTFSRmI/AAAAAAAAAlA/r0whshLDgxY/s1600/DSC05814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0GPpYHtmxFk/TcD8uTFSRmI/AAAAAAAAAlA/r0whshLDgxY/s320/DSC05814.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The picture ended up being a little blurry, but this is the entire staff handing our #2 winner his "Батламж" or "Guarantee" saying he's entitled to 750,000 tugriks in re-imbursement money for being our competition winner!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Overall, the entire project was a huge success! &amp;nbsp;Yes, we had to change things as we went...but for the most part we were able to follow our project plan. &amp;nbsp;Thanks to funding from a United States Peace Corps SPA grant and to Mercy Corps Mongolia, and with funding and training assistance from the local NGO's Knowledge Network and Information &amp;amp; Education Center, Arkhangai's 1st Annual Unique Business/Product Idea Competition did happen successfully. &amp;nbsp;Ten different people have full business plans completed that they can take to the bank to receive funding for their ideas, and dozens more people were given the opportunity to express their ideas for what is needed in this aimag. &amp;nbsp;We've already begun talks on how to fund this project in subsequent years. &amp;nbsp;So here's hoping that Arkhangai continues to support the unique ideas of its residents!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-2947933014415659646?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/2947933014415659646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=2947933014415659646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2947933014415659646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Paper Airplanes</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past two years I have been pen pals with a 5th grade class in Woodinville, Wa. They write me letters by hand and send them here and I email them pictures and replies via email. It's been a really fun experience and their questions are awesome - everything from "have you ever been bitten by a yak?" to "do they have Coco Chanel in Mongolia?" They also love asking questions about Mishka (our cat). I think they may want to meet her more than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last batch of letters they sent me some instructions for a paper airplane experiment. They conducted this experiment and wanted me to do the same so we could compare the results. The experiment basically entails making three sets of airplanes and seeing which type hits the target the most. The first one is a regular paper airplane, the second is the same design but with a staple on it, and the third has some extra flaps cut into the back of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conducted this experiment this week with two sets of my Zumba kids. They may have been somewhat confused at first about why I was having them make paper airplanes instead of doing our regular Zumba fitness videos, but they loved it. Check out this I put together to meet some of the kiddos and see the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XFmuh9uduog" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3MuvNinpHw/TbDlelpPHuI/AAAAAAAAMng/cJENRncIvP4/s1600/Picture1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3MuvNinpHw/TbDlelpPHuI/AAAAAAAAMng/cJENRncIvP4/s320/Picture1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul7ty4QRkbc/TbDlhqbzAtI/AAAAAAAAMnk/li3n-PJolfc/s1600/Picture2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul7ty4QRkbc/TbDlhqbzAtI/AAAAAAAAMnk/li3n-PJolfc/s320/Picture2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WUnR6Pn1IRo/TbDllpHuoEI/AAAAAAAAMno/W-K1Q8zQQMI/s1600/Picture3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WUnR6Pn1IRo/TbDllpHuoEI/AAAAAAAAMno/W-K1Q8zQQMI/s320/Picture3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZDeA9e4jpU/TbDlo4OFUfI/AAAAAAAAMns/HQ_nRxCyxC4/s1600/Picture4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZDeA9e4jpU/TbDlo4OFUfI/AAAAAAAAMns/HQ_nRxCyxC4/s320/Picture4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-7161983973462031439?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/7161983973462031439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=7161983973462031439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7161983973462031439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7161983973462031439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/04/paper-airplanes.html' title='Paper Airplanes'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XFmuh9uduog/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-4048603026453199351</id><published>2011-04-11T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T12:41:06.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our View</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I spent the afternoon sitting on our balcony, soaking up the sun, reading, and I have to say, it was delightful. Ever wondered what the view is like from our balcony? Wonder no more. It's of this huge apartment building across from us - beautiful isn't it? (Click on the picture to see a larger version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5odDfewgr8/TaKF8G7McgI/AAAAAAAAMmU/3ho6fVT6o60/s1600/View.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5odDfewgr8/TaKF8G7McgI/AAAAAAAAMmU/3ho6fVT6o60/s640/View.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-4048603026453199351?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/4048603026453199351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=4048603026453199351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/4048603026453199351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/4048603026453199351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-view.html' title='Our View'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5odDfewgr8/TaKF8G7McgI/AAAAAAAAMmU/3ho6fVT6o60/s72-c/View.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-6400337531862871935</id><published>2011-04-07T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T10:32:22.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring!</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's officially spring! Spring here means extreme temperature changes, wind, snow, and sun (no rain as of yet). Many Mongolians say they hate it. It tends to be when the most animals die, already weakened from the long winter. Though the rapid, extreme weather changes can be difficult to cope with, I'm just happy for the occasional warm days, seeing as how I don't have to worry about my animal dying. I've also noticed that March-May are busy work months. Once summer hits in June my work shuts down and we spend all our time at summer camp. We've got a Peace Corps Closing of Service Conference at the end of this month in the capital and then I will be helping with training the new volunteers in late May (preparing for training) and early June (actually doing the training). This doesn't leave me with a ton of time left at site! As of today I have 26 more days actually working in my office. Crazy. But I'll have more time with my coworkers at summer camp in late June and July. Mark and I haven't figured out when we're actually coming home, but probably late July or early to mid August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some pictures showing what I've been up to with work lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Soccer!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MKlaOsTYY2E/TZ0-6fvfsrI/AAAAAAAAMlc/abbcKCIIPJ8/s1600/SAM_1618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MKlaOsTYY2E/TZ0-6fvfsrI/AAAAAAAAMlc/abbcKCIIPJ8/s320/SAM_1618.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These are the same kids Tim (our sitemate) and I have been meeting with since the Fall. Our indoor karate class is now an outdoor soccer club!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akIW4F00hCc/TZ0_YGdRHWI/AAAAAAAAMlg/V7z9ejHFa2Y/s1600/SAM_1623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akIW4F00hCc/TZ0_YGdRHWI/AAAAAAAAMlg/V7z9ejHFa2Y/s320/SAM_1623.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the background is the school that our friend Sarah, fellow PCV, teaches at.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;English Competitions!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2lEqpFcFwc/TZ1As38G_3I/AAAAAAAAMlk/st__ISN2b-g/s1600/SAM_1493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2lEqpFcFwc/TZ1As38G_3I/AAAAAAAAMlk/st__ISN2b-g/s320/SAM_1493.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;English Pyramid: this is a contest us PCVs organized. Students had to study three topics that we chose and wrote about: the Aztecs, the California Gold Rush, and the portrait of Adele Bloch-Bauer. Tough! Hearing the kids say things like "Tenochtitlan" (which I assured them I couldn't pronounce any better than them) was adorable.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4r9_aJpWJuc/TZ1BfBo5LKI/AAAAAAAAMlo/cQSHDVpU-IA/s1600/SAM_1500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4r9_aJpWJuc/TZ1BfBo5LKI/AAAAAAAAMlo/cQSHDVpU-IA/s320/SAM_1500.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sitemates, the judges: Sarah, Tim, and Kaede&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kqSeiHqmh9g/TZ1CqM5_0UI/AAAAAAAAMlw/hTZ_-MZnq-o/s1600/SAM_1525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kqSeiHqmh9g/TZ1CqM5_0UI/AAAAAAAAMlw/hTZ_-MZnq-o/s320/SAM_1525.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah standing proudly next to the English Olympics winners from her school - Naraa, the teacher, took 2nd in the teacher's division, and the girl student took 1st in 9th grade and the boy student took 2nd in 11th grade.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;School Cooks and School Doctors Training&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tl4alfwDtlg/TZ1DoUGkJuI/AAAAAAAAMl0/m21TMJ6VNPI/s1600/SAM_1430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tl4alfwDtlg/TZ1DoUGkJuI/AAAAAAAAMl0/m21TMJ6VNPI/s320/SAM_1430.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One component of this training was providing the cooks with the opportunity to practice cooking new, healthy foods. We supplied them with LOTS of veggies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NaEGzNgY5z8/TZ1WMySTJPI/AAAAAAAAMl4/rZVp6L6UknY/s1600/SAM_1437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NaEGzNgY5z8/TZ1WMySTJPI/AAAAAAAAMl4/rZVp6L6UknY/s320/SAM_1437.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVX8VcU8WIc/TZ1X7S7XneI/AAAAAAAAMl8/8zONBe6CAoU/s1600/SAM_1445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVX8VcU8WIc/TZ1X7S7XneI/AAAAAAAAMl8/8zONBe6CAoU/s320/SAM_1445.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the many dishes they prepared - meat, onions, peppers, etc. They didn't really know what to do with the broccoli ("flower cabbage" as it's called here) so it was mostly used as garnish, same with the lettuce. We gave them some ideas for how to prepare these the following day.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JqsuJm4qyOo/TZ1YNlFCBqI/AAAAAAAAMmA/DTFc0Ius738/s1600/SAM_1447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JqsuJm4qyOo/TZ1YNlFCBqI/AAAAAAAAMmA/DTFc0Ius738/s320/SAM_1447.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken, carrot salad, and cabbage salad&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fzswDHhQeFo/TZ1ZYG2ms8I/AAAAAAAAMmE/Kyn0XtxIz4g/s1600/SAM_1454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fzswDHhQeFo/TZ1ZYG2ms8I/AAAAAAAAMmE/Kyn0XtxIz4g/s320/SAM_1454.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A very interesting creation... this is a display of a nearby soum. The big chunk of liver standing up is a huge rock, the hard-boiled eggs are gers, and the river is made of mashed potatoes and kiwi!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Human Trafficking Awareness Training&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5WaLTgMKfdo/TZ1aa4eByzI/AAAAAAAAMmM/xgPjd1Tgrug/s1600/SAM_1467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5WaLTgMKfdo/TZ1aa4eByzI/AAAAAAAAMmM/xgPjd1Tgrug/s320/SAM_1467.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My counterpart Orkhoo and I did a couple of trainings with high school and college students teaching them about the dangers of human trafficking.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-6400337531862871935?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/6400337531862871935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=6400337531862871935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6400337531862871935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6400337531862871935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring.html' title='Spring!'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MKlaOsTYY2E/TZ0-6fvfsrI/AAAAAAAAMlc/abbcKCIIPJ8/s72-c/SAM_1618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-2383764202212196860</id><published>2011-04-01T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T12:09:51.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourism Trade Fair - Ulaanbaatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I, along with 3 of my counterparts, traveled to the capital to attend the 2011 Tourism Trade Fair. &amp;nbsp;For those that may not know it, my focus in Mongolia has largely been on developing the tourism industry within Arkhangai aimag. &amp;nbsp;I spent early 2010 training trainers to go out into the surrounding towns and lead sessions on sustainable tourism. &amp;nbsp;I then spent the summer collecting information (surveys, pictures, bios) on a majority of the ger camps, guesthouses, and other companies involved in the industry in our aimag. &amp;nbsp;This information was then loaded on to a brand new website for our aimag that my friend and I developed - &lt;a href="http://www.travelarkhangai.com/"&gt;www.travelarkhangai.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companies could join the site for a small annual fee, and overall we managed to sign close to 20 companies. &amp;nbsp;As of writing this, we're only about a hundred dollars short of covering the entire cost of the project - and we expect to start making a profit on it as early as next month. &amp;nbsp;I'm really hoping this project continues in subsequent years, as it will bring a nice additional income to one of the companies I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having launched that site in January of this year, we decided it would be to our benefit to promote the service that it offers to companies that are in the industry throughout the country. &amp;nbsp;I developed a poster in English, and brochures (both in Mongolian and English) to be given out during the two day event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJTyQ5uUPxA/TZVIV3MLAEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/f4OfjGc7_24/s1600/Travel+Arkhangai+Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJTyQ5uUPxA/TZVIV3MLAEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/f4OfjGc7_24/s320/Travel+Arkhangai+Poster.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My translator, Jackie, and I spent the weekend walking around UB visiting guesthouses - talking to them about the site and asking if they would hang a poster in their place in return for us adding their contact information to the website (so tourists have an option for lodging in the capital!). &amp;nbsp;Occasionally we'd travel back to the trade show to check on our other counterparts to see how the brochure-handing-out-action was going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, we managed to sign four new Arkhangai companies to the website who weren't previously involved. &amp;nbsp;They were impressed with how much of an effort we were putting into advertising the site, and wanted to take part. &amp;nbsp;I also managed to get asked by about three different company managers to take a look at their websites and help them re-do them. &amp;nbsp;We considered the trip a success, and I really felt that Mongolia did a magnificent job of advertising their tourism industry. &amp;nbsp;I was impressed with the materials, the booths, and the overall creativity/showmanship the companies presented at the trade fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work in the capital was good - but I won't really get into a full blown story on the travel to and from Ulaanbaatar. &amp;nbsp;Let's just say it involved 19 hours in a bus and/or mikr, being puked on, being inches away from a 3-man brawl mid-travel, and getting back to my apartment at 4:30am. &amp;nbsp;But hey, these are all gonna be great memories...and I choose to look at the potential future benefit this trip has brought to my staff and the tourism industry in Arkhangai instead. &amp;nbsp;I'll deem it all a success. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy the photos below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PyunXHmHhuQ/TZVJgt8PvII/AAAAAAAAAkM/1RA2s9N2gDY/s1600/DSC05516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PyunXHmHhuQ/TZVJgt8PvII/AAAAAAAAAkM/1RA2s9N2gDY/s320/DSC05516.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our booth we shared with two other companies that are on the travel website. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;My staff includes everyone but the two women on the right.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUjxXfranto/TZVJqr1G3LI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/sEPrUSKm9uk/s1600/DSC05420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUjxXfranto/TZVJqr1G3LI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/sEPrUSKm9uk/s320/DSC05420.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were performances on the main stage throughout the two day event, but with the massive LED screen behind the stage it was nearly impossible to take any good pictures as it just washed out everything in front of it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqQtsPICCB4/TZVJ0p42H6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/CDvzY5xa0uE/s1600/DSC05446.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqQtsPICCB4/TZVJ0p42H6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/CDvzY5xa0uE/s320/DSC05446.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A snapshot of some of the business booths down one of the walkways. &amp;nbsp;I was really impressed with the professional advertising materials and displays that most of the places had.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-g2owA2DR0/TZVKEBOu3UI/AAAAAAAAAkY/XKpI_cn7apg/s1600/DSC05491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-g2owA2DR0/TZVKEBOu3UI/AAAAAAAAAkY/XKpI_cn7apg/s320/DSC05491.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some animals out front of the expo hall. &amp;nbsp;You could ride a yak if you wanted to. &amp;nbsp;I chose not to.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lGQHVuzdw4/TZVKNYS3CHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/mkUmbDQ-qgE/s1600/DSC05492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lGQHVuzdw4/TZVKNYS3CHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/mkUmbDQ-qgE/s320/DSC05492.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A restaurant chain in UB called "Broadway" had bought out a whole corner of the expo and had food and drinks for sale as well as many different people in costume. &amp;nbsp;They brought in fake chandeliers, marble columns, glass tables, etc. &amp;nbsp;It was a magnificent display.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oslR4Ljrggs/TZVKWwxSjmI/AAAAAAAAAkg/qCgFk_tL0oQ/s1600/DSC05503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oslR4Ljrggs/TZVKWwxSjmI/AAAAAAAAAkg/qCgFk_tL0oQ/s320/DSC05503.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our way out we took a photo with some of the warriors that wandered around the expo throughout the weekend. &amp;nbsp;These guys were intense looking, but were really friendly and easy to chat with. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-2383764202212196860?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/2383764202212196860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=2383764202212196860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2383764202212196860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2383764202212196860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/04/tourism-trade-fair-ulaanbaatar.html' title='Tourism Trade Fair - Ulaanbaatar'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJTyQ5uUPxA/TZVIV3MLAEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/f4OfjGc7_24/s72-c/Travel+Arkhangai+Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-8776669281466036214</id><published>2011-03-21T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T09:36:09.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip to the Hudoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;(hudoo = countryside)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;by Kara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A little over a week ago I was told my coworkers were asked to do a training in a soum (a district of our province) about 2-3 hours away. On Monday I came to work and checked to see if the trip was still on, as I’ve been told this before and suddenly the trip has been cancelled, but this time, the trip was still a go. I went home at noon to get my stuff so I could come back in time to go to our coworker’s house for lunch at 1:00 and leave at 2:00. One of my strategies I regularly employ at work is to ask different coworkers the same question separately to see if I get the same answer. Every coworker I asked said declaratively we were going to leave at 2:00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We got back to work from lunch around 2:30 and since I had already dropped my laptop off at home, I sat at my desk waiting for the call to go. I’m still not sure exactly what we were waiting for and I never even bothered to ask, but I ended up sitting at my desk waiting for the next 4 hours, until we left at 6:30. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After making a couple of stops we arrived at the school dormitory, where we’d be staying, around 9:30 pm. A very sweet woman who is the director of the local parent’s organization and who helped organize the training greeted us and welcomed us with a bottle of vodka and box of candies. This is a very common thing to do, but I still felt very weird having to take a sip of vodka with dormitory children running around the halls outside our room. Nobody drank much, it was mostly just about the ceremony, but still…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My coworkers didn’t let our late arrival affect their plans. We began some games and activities with the kids and at the end, left them watching a movie we’d brought. They all seemed excited to have something different to do for the evening. Most, if not all of these kids, are the children of herders. Their parents live too far out into the countryside for the children to be able to commute to school so they live in the dorms. It houses 80 kids, ranging from 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; to 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XfB0ab-IPQk/TYapdzCBGAI/AAAAAAAAMkg/Ct9zmjP4x-g/s1600/SAM_1004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XfB0ab-IPQk/TYapdzCBGAI/AAAAAAAAMkg/Ct9zmjP4x-g/s320/SAM_1004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My coworker leading games with the dorm kids.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next day was spent doing trainings. My coworkers led all of the lessons and I served as staff photographer. Since none of them speak English and therefore can’t even get close to being able to translate for me and I don’t speak Mongolian that well, it’s impossible for me to lead a training. Anyway, my role as a PCV isn’t to lead trainings, it’s to help develop the capacity of my coworkers, but still, it’s sometimes frustrating not being able to contribute in more ways. However, I was pretty proud of their work and I don’t think they needed my help. They led trainings with parents about good parenting, and other trainings with teachers, social workers, the soum governor, and students. They didn’t use any powerpoint presentations and had games, activities, and small group work! I’ve seen way too many extremely boring presentations to be able to appreciate the better ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ggp6HDLyPdM/TYaqEtnESRI/AAAAAAAAMkk/lcB4W-OsMQw/s1600/SAM_1010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ggp6HDLyPdM/TYaqEtnESRI/AAAAAAAAMkk/lcB4W-OsMQw/s320/SAM_1010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting with the Governor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IgY5Cc8oTmU/TYaqgTfTSoI/AAAAAAAAMko/8dbnXS34yUk/s1600/SAM_1109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IgY5Cc8oTmU/TYaqgTfTSoI/AAAAAAAAMko/8dbnXS34yUk/s320/SAM_1109.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My coworker Orkhoo talking to parents&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the trainings and some more activities with kids it was already 7:30pm and it was time to get ready for the volleyball tournament. Upon further reflection, I think this is the real reason I was asked to accompany them on the trip – to play on the volleyball team. That suited me just fine though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We walked into the gym and I immediately saw a man drinking straight from a bottle of vodka, by himself. Even in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; where vodka is a huge problem, that was not a good sign. He continued to roam the gym, onto the court during games, and yell at people the entire night. I think he yelled at me in particular (“Foreigner!!” and after I made a mistake, something like “Geeeeez, what happened?!”) Having a huge drunk yell at me didn’t help the fact that I was already getting stared at more than usual. I get stared at regularly (staring isn’t considered rude here), but I could definitely feel even more eyes on me than usual in this small town, as I don’t think any foreigners live there and few even visit. It doesn’t really bother me, it’s just a bit unusual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, we played many rounds of volleyball and finally at about 12:30am our team played in the championship game! However, our team fell apart against our opponent, who was better than us anyway, and we came in 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; place. By then it was 1:00am and I was ready to hit the sack, but no… it was time for table tennis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-EwpAJksDVGE/TYaq85AL7eI/AAAAAAAAMks/Es_iCP8MDng/s1600/SAM_1181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-EwpAJksDVGE/TYaq85AL7eI/AAAAAAAAMks/Es_iCP8MDng/s320/SAM_1181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only volleyball photo that was taken - and of course I'm not in it. I think I had just served.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two hours later the table tennis portion of the tournament concluded (I definitely did not play) and we could finally go to bed, around 3:00am. I got back to the dorm room I was sharing with my other female CPs and we all got in our pajamas. Just when I thought it might finally be time for sleep one of my coworkers brought in a bottle of dessert “wine” (think super sweet cough syrup) and a box of candy. Somebody had dropped it off as a present for us. He said, “Should we drink it?” In my head I thought, of course not, we’re going to bed, and we might as well save it (they like it after all) for a festive occasion, but my coworkers all readily agreed to open it. So we all had a little wine and finally got to go to sleep around 4:00am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had been told repeatedly by my coworkers we’d planned to leave at 8:00am the next morning. Now, I knew we wouldn’t actually do that, but I was hoping for 10:00am. But by the time we rolled out of bed, they spent an hour or so putting on make-up while I sat and waited, the guys warmed up our van that’d been sitting outside for two days by lighting a fire underneath it (literally, on the ground, underneath the engine), we visited the local kindergarten, saw the governor once more, etc etc, and we left at 11:45am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wanted to write about this trip because spending so much time with my coworkers on a trip like this (even if it was less than 48 hours) is kind of an intensive experience. For me, much of the trip is spent in silence, simply trying to understand what’s going on around me, so I spend a lot of time observing. Even after having been here for nearly two years, I still find myself surprised at times, learning new things about my coworkers and Mongolian culture. Spending a lot of time together without a break seems to highlight our similarities and differences. I find it interesting that my coworkers seem to have little to no desire to be alone and more so, that being a part of a group is vital. My female CPs always went out to the bathroom together (a latrine outside, which made me again, thankful for the indoor plumbing I have at home), they all brushed their teeth at the same time, put on their makeup at the same time, and even for their trainings, all coordinated matching outfits. While I feel the need to express my individuality and independence, they seem to express a desire to show they’re part of a group and a community. (I am, of course, making generalizations.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;By the end of the trip I was ready to come home to the comforts of my home, eat fruit and vegetables again, speak English, have some alone time, and have more control again (over time, what I eat, etc). It also made realize I don’t think I could survive as a PCV without the supportive network that I have here in my town (Mark and my fellow PCVs). Still, the trip was great. I was proud of the work my coworkers did and happy to be a part of it, even if I was just taking pictures and playing volleyball (but hey, we did get 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; place).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-8776669281466036214?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/8776669281466036214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=8776669281466036214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8776669281466036214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8776669281466036214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/03/trip-to-hudoo.html' title='A Trip to the Hudoo'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XfB0ab-IPQk/TYapdzCBGAI/AAAAAAAAMkg/Ct9zmjP4x-g/s72-c/SAM_1004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-8512238343769930984</id><published>2011-03-20T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T16:23:44.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koh Lanta &amp; our return</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark &amp;amp; Kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next destination was Koh Lanta – a small island a few hours from Krabi. This was the&amp;nbsp;relaxing part of our trip. It was the first time we were in one place for more than two nights. Our&amp;nbsp;time at the beach was very relaxing and low-key. We finally had our appetites back and spent&amp;nbsp;a lot of time thinking about where and when we’d be eating. Mark tried a different Thai dish at&amp;nbsp;every meal and I did at almost all of them. I also really enjoyed the fruit shakes and had one&amp;nbsp;almost every day. The plethora of fresh fruit was amazing! One day we indulged in perhaps the&amp;nbsp;best burgers we’ve eaten in years – in any country. Kara's burger involved avocado and crispy&amp;nbsp;chicken, and Mark's was called the Garlic Sauce Cheeseburger made with a half pound of some&amp;nbsp;of the best ground beef he's ever had. It must have sat a good 6-7 inches off the plate when it&amp;nbsp;was brought out. They were expensive, but well worth it. We had to take a nap afterwards we&amp;nbsp;were in such a food coma and didn’t even eat much of a dinner that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-v0qWKFg1P2Y/TYWx4_LqaLI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ATyFUgTpo0w/s1600/SAM_0875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-v0qWKFg1P2Y/TYWx4_LqaLI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ATyFUgTpo0w/s320/SAM_0875.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our view just 50 meters from our bungalow. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Don't mind the baby stroller...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6LW48sU4xAw/TYWyVcemjII/AAAAAAAAAj0/BYAiMkzA99A/s1600/SAM_0901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6LW48sU4xAw/TYWyVcemjII/AAAAAAAAAj0/BYAiMkzA99A/s320/SAM_0901.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We could lounge all day and into the evening. &amp;nbsp;It was wonderful.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The island we stayed on was very touristy, but beautiful. In the future I might like to visit a&amp;nbsp;more remote locale. The beach was filled with Europeans – in fact, we only saw a few other&amp;nbsp;Americans the entire time. There were especially a ton of Germans. We suspect many had&amp;nbsp;been there for weeks, as they walked around sporting their perfect tans. We played a game&amp;nbsp;of, “Who can find somebody as pale as us?” most of the time. &amp;nbsp;Bonus points were awarded for&amp;nbsp;finding somebody even paler than us, but that was a rare accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hZL0S3r0By8/TYWyGBgnvEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/AJRjSeM0QSg/s1600/SAM_0881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hZL0S3r0By8/TYWyGBgnvEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/AJRjSeM0QSg/s320/SAM_0881.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture taken from about 75 meters out into the sea. &amp;nbsp;It was so shallow you could walk out this far and only be up to your waist in warm, salty water.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we ventured out to explore some caves we had heard about. When we arrived they&amp;nbsp;told us we each had to pay about $10 for the tour with the guide. I asked if we could go without&amp;nbsp;the guide and the woman laughed and said no. So we waited a bit and ended up going with&amp;nbsp;two young German women. After hiking for a while we got to the caves and realized we didn’t&amp;nbsp;exactly know what we’d signed up for. We were given head lamps and realized this would be a&amp;nbsp;bit more intense than we had anticipated. The exploration through the caves involved squeezing&amp;nbsp;through really small crevasses, crawling on our knees, and scaling down rocks. Meanwhile, we&amp;nbsp;were sweating like crazy in the extremely thick, humid air. It was pretty awesome though and&amp;nbsp;worth it. The tour concluded with the site of hundreds of bats hanging from the ceiling – very&amp;nbsp;creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ySgE60WKXP8/TYWxaubjekI/AAAAAAAAAjk/49G7fP5UOzs/s1600/SAM_0863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ySgE60WKXP8/TYWxaubjekI/AAAAAAAAAjk/49G7fP5UOzs/s320/SAM_0863.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JxPFDsyBSEY/TYWxrp2ZFWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/egymdrkBGAk/s1600/SAM_0865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JxPFDsyBSEY/TYWxrp2ZFWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/egymdrkBGAk/s320/SAM_0865.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pro spelunkers! &amp;nbsp;Headlamps, sandals, sweat-drenched t-shirt: check.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept trying different foods and different restaurants throughout our 5 days on the beach.&amp;nbsp;One night we decided to do the "grill on the beach" option where the restaurant staff have you&amp;nbsp;point to the items you'd like to have grilled and then brought to your table. Kara went with a&amp;nbsp;huge kebab of chicken, onions, and peppers and a huge ear of corn dipped in garlic butter. I&amp;nbsp;went with the whole tuna and a baked potato. We ordered drinks and watched the crowd of&amp;nbsp;people grow, and soon after the corn came off the grill. Then more time went by and we got&amp;nbsp;to thinking maybe we should ask about our food. The place was hoppin' and our waiter took about 10 minutes to figure out our food never hit the grill - unfortunately they were now all out&amp;nbsp;of chicken kebabs. We watched as they put the tuna, potato, and the replacement beef kebab&amp;nbsp;on the grill, knowing full well it'd be another 30-40 minutes. I'm not sure that Kara's side of&amp;nbsp;the meal was the greatest, but when that full Tuna came out and I began picking away at it, it&amp;nbsp;almost made the wait worth it. I'd been craving seafood for years really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-O0Y1HHnsMyA/TYWykRGuFcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/7E6gkIBNCxA/s1600/SAM_0913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-O0Y1HHnsMyA/TYWykRGuFcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/7E6gkIBNCxA/s320/SAM_0913.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simply amazing. &amp;nbsp;Probably took me about 40 minutes to eat, but it was all kinds of fresh/delicious!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TZVFMdkP9Y4/TYWyzHQUkbI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EyusFuZcUDA/s1600/SAM_0919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TZVFMdkP9Y4/TYWyzHQUkbI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EyusFuZcUDA/s320/SAM_0919.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of our meal that night we befriended a pregnant black cat (hard to see). &amp;nbsp;We fed her bones from the fish, and a few extra pieces of meat that we couldn't finish.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, our peaceful stay at the beach had to come to an end and we headed back to Bangkok&amp;nbsp;on an overnight train. Arriving in Bangkok around 8:30am, we had one last day to spend there&amp;nbsp;before our 10:45pm flight that night. It being Saturday, we went to the Chatuchak weekend&amp;nbsp;market. We had heard it was huge, but even we didn’t expect how big it was. They give out&amp;nbsp;color-coded maps. It's like the Puyallup Fair grounds in size, but the entire thing is just stalls&amp;nbsp;and stalls of everything from designer clothes, to birds/fish/puppies, to used books. It was fun&amp;nbsp;at the beginning but in the afternoon I had made the mistake of not buying something I saw&amp;nbsp;earlier and I wanted to go back and find it. We got lost in the maze of the market and started to&amp;nbsp;get overheated and cranky. We actually think we both got some sort of heat rash from the whole&amp;nbsp;experience. However, in the end we walked away with a bag full of souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hzDmxM6LDPo/TYWy_l-VWpI/AAAAAAAAAkA/cHjrQOZTcxE/s1600/SAM_0933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hzDmxM6LDPo/TYWy_l-VWpI/AAAAAAAAAkA/cHjrQOZTcxE/s320/SAM_0933.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4PuZ7V8sWME/TYWzOt7PGqI/AAAAAAAAAkE/1k3mUgCC3IM/s1600/SAM_0935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4PuZ7V8sWME/TYWzOt7PGqI/AAAAAAAAAkE/1k3mUgCC3IM/s320/SAM_0935.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is another shot from Khao San Road where we had a few last meals and watched this band perform and get interviewed. &amp;nbsp;I'm fairly sure we're in the background of some indy band music video now.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished up our day in Bangkok with a couple of happy hour beers and a smattering of&amp;nbsp;street food – phad thai (Mark may have eaten two whole plates), chicken kebabs, corn on the&amp;nbsp;cob, and fresh fruit. We're gonna miss those food options, the shorts/t-shirt weather, and the&amp;nbsp;allure of exploration. But we’re back in Mongolia now, happily reunited with our cat Mishka, and&amp;nbsp;planning out our last 5 months we’ll be here in Mongolia! Our vacation flew by as we know&amp;nbsp;our remaining time here in the land of Chinggis will as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3Z5TeJnkZqQ/TYWxLOY6HnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/u5zZc_O3_20/s1600/SAM_0936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3Z5TeJnkZqQ/TYWxLOY6HnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/u5zZc_O3_20/s320/SAM_0936.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;How could you pass this up? &amp;nbsp;It was just a couple bucks to get a plate of phad thai and spring rolls. &amp;nbsp;You pick the meat (if any), the noodle type, and the spices. &amp;nbsp;Takes like 3 minutes and you've got lunch!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this marks the end of our blog posts related to our trip to Cambodia/Thailand, Kara has posted dozens more pictures on Facebook. &amp;nbsp;Check them out here: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=339983&amp;amp;id=504170728&amp;amp;l=f213e7c3ce"&gt;Thailand&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=339976&amp;amp;id=504170728&amp;amp;l=4801260719"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;And we'd like to thank all of our family who really helped fund a large part of our trip with your wonderful Christmas gifts. &amp;nbsp;Thank you. &amp;nbsp;We're just grateful we could share our experience of South East Asia with all of you through the wonderful technology of camera and blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-8512238343769930984?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/8512238343769930984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=8512238343769930984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8512238343769930984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8512238343769930984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/03/koh-lanta-our-return.html' title='Koh Lanta &amp; our return'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-v0qWKFg1P2Y/TYWx4_LqaLI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ATyFUgTpo0w/s72-c/SAM_0875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-3625014024129530888</id><published>2011-03-15T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T16:20:48.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Krabi, Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;By Mark &amp;amp; Kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening we left Bangkok we were riding an overnight bus south to Krabi Town. We got to&amp;nbsp;ride one of those double decker, air-conditioned, sleeper buses. It seemed as though all the&amp;nbsp;foreigners were put on the upper level in the very back (though this may have been a result of&amp;nbsp;ordering tickets later than domestic travelers). Some of our neighbors on the trip were quite&amp;nbsp;amusing, and listening to others' stories of travels throughout South East Asia provided for many good&amp;nbsp;laughs and a few "oh i'm glad that didn't happen to me" moments. &lt;i&gt;Seriously, how do you get&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;your wallet/money stolen 7 times in a month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_TWLxZIXUeA/TX8VeBnXxuI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ca01P7nuKjU/s1600/SAM_0742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_TWLxZIXUeA/TX8VeBnXxuI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ca01P7nuKjU/s320/SAM_0742.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-BWwGtVm7ddk/TX8U9DYCwVI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Lq-ciUXW3TQ/s1600/SAM_0746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-BWwGtVm7ddk/TX8U9DYCwVI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Lq-ciUXW3TQ/s320/SAM_0746.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Get it?! &amp;nbsp;Krabi!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After arriving and settling in we decided to go to the Tiger Cave Temple. Upon arriving we were&amp;nbsp;greeted by a bunch of monkeys!!! After taking a million pictures of the monkeys we thought, hey,&amp;nbsp;let’s climb up to the top of this mountain. Everybody else was doing it and there was supposed&amp;nbsp;to be a great view point at the top and a huge Buddha. And 1237 steps isn’t really that many,&amp;nbsp;is it? Only a couple hundred of steps up and we were already asking ourselves why we were&amp;nbsp;doing this. We stopped every 2 minutes, or whenever we found shade. We used up our water&amp;nbsp;bottles in the first 600 steps. We pulled ourselves along literally climbing up steps using all four limbs.&amp;nbsp;Needless to say, we pushed ourselves to the point of exhaustion again. The view at the top was&amp;nbsp;nice, we got great pictures, but in the end we were very relieved to be off the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6W8v0zLYnus/TX8VwvZdGMI/AAAAAAAAAjA/uBgGINX9m-k/s1600/SAM_0745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6W8v0zLYnus/TX8VwvZdGMI/AAAAAAAAAjA/uBgGINX9m-k/s320/SAM_0745.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just before heading toward the Tiger Caves, we walked along the river's edge - beautiful rock formations, warm weather, and the calm water made for a lovely stroll.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yBu-WVGMbNc/TX8XKzdDtiI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Fqte99PAYQY/s1600/SAM_0753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yBu-WVGMbNc/TX8XKzdDtiI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Fqte99PAYQY/s320/SAM_0753.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monkeys! &amp;nbsp;Baby monkey!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WRMpXA4XYdY/TX8XpAkBO4I/AAAAAAAAAjI/GXMna_W97z8/s1600/SAM_0758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WRMpXA4XYdY/TX8XpAkBO4I/AAAAAAAAAjI/GXMna_W97z8/s320/SAM_0758.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, Kara loved the monkeys...and they were so friendly.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tHSN6hCTeHw/TX8YUNnu_nI/AAAAAAAAAjM/rScjD2YA6Hc/s1600/SAM_0775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tHSN6hCTeHw/TX8YUNnu_nI/AAAAAAAAAjM/rScjD2YA6Hc/s320/SAM_0775.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think we have better pictures of this Buddha, but this one shows how immense this structure was and just how high up we had climbed!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were so tired we hired some taxi driver to take us back into town. Not the cheapest option, but at&amp;nbsp;that point we could barely stand without our legs quivering and cramping. We got back to our&amp;nbsp;little hotel, showered, rested, and then decided to walk all of 100 feet from our hotel to a restaurant that&amp;nbsp;was supposed to be one of the best in town. We arrived at 5:01, not really knowing it opened at&amp;nbsp;5:00, and wandered around the two-story open air restaurant looking for someone who would&amp;nbsp;be interested in helping us. We quickly realized that this place must be popular with locals, as&amp;nbsp;tourists didn't seem to be plentiful in this part of town. After minutes of confusion, a man who&amp;nbsp;we're not even sure worked there asked us what we'd like. We both ordered, got our food,&amp;nbsp;enjoyed that...and then got presented with an entire platter of "goods" made from soy bean&amp;nbsp;as far as we could tell. We think it was dessert, but we were so full we couldn't partake.&amp;nbsp;No one really came to ask us if we needed anything, except for one repetitive instance of hospitality -&amp;nbsp;whenever we took a sip of water, a waitress would walk over and fill up our glass. It was one&amp;nbsp;of the strangest things...we couldn't get them to take our order, or bring us more of anything, or&amp;nbsp;bring our bill/accept our money, but they made sure our water was full almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we attended a Thai cooking class! This experience was what I had been waiting&amp;nbsp;for in Thailand. Kara and I love Thai food, and I love making different kinds of sauces...so to&amp;nbsp;see how simple it could be to mix flavors to get so many good dishes, it was fantastic. The&amp;nbsp;teachers made it impossible for us to screw up any of the dishes so they were all delicious. We&amp;nbsp;got recipe books so hopefully we can try to recreate the food… though it’s nearly impossible&amp;nbsp;here in Mongolia because we’re missing so many ingredients. By the end, we'd prepared&amp;nbsp;something like 10 different dishes...so we sat down with an Australian couple on their&amp;nbsp;honeymoon who had joined us for the class and enjoyed a feast. It would appear that our&amp;nbsp;appetites were coming back. We really love Thai food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AJqR85VGE_k/TX8ZHvEJesI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HqMbA4nf85c/s1600/SAM_0815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AJqR85VGE_k/TX8ZHvEJesI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HqMbA4nf85c/s320/SAM_0815.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our teacher Mrs. Ya (not pictured) used this "prep" time to inform us on the proper technique for "Chop chop, Bang bang".&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6KCLNc2Orj8/TX8Yy-4cT2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/XgZ0CiD5cNQ/s1600/SAM_0813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6KCLNc2Orj8/TX8Yy-4cT2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/XgZ0CiD5cNQ/s320/SAM_0813.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know when you make a meal you appreciate it so much more - but seriously those were some of the best fried spring rolls ever! &amp;nbsp;We even made the hot dipping sauce from scratch...I mean crushing-red-peppers-in-a-stone-mortar type of work!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ncsCPnSAV_M/TX8ZiEdD9ZI/AAAAAAAAAjY/f08jeiJASUQ/s1600/SAM_0823.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ncsCPnSAV_M/TX8ZiEdD9ZI/AAAAAAAAAjY/f08jeiJASUQ/s320/SAM_0823.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quite the spread...I don't think the 4 of us finished half of it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Later that evening we spent our first real time on a Thai beach. &amp;nbsp;We rolled up our pants and shirt sleeves, walked and splashed in the warm water, sat at a restaurant overlooking the sea, and captured our first really good sunset of this entire trip. &amp;nbsp;If anything, it was a precursor of our time on the island of Koh Lanta. &amp;nbsp;We were heading there the very next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4qV6c6BjZZc/TX8Z9bv6UAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/C3Z0C57H87Y/s1600/SAM_0846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4qV6c6BjZZc/TX8Z9bv6UAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/C3Z0C57H87Y/s320/SAM_0846.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;The final chapter of our vacation story will be coming soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-3625014024129530888?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/3625014024129530888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=3625014024129530888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/3625014024129530888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/3625014024129530888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/03/krabi-thailand.html' title='Krabi, Thailand'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_TWLxZIXUeA/TX8VeBnXxuI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ca01P7nuKjU/s72-c/SAM_0742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-2731921486993502352</id><published>2011-03-12T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T14:00:15.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok &amp; Ayuthaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;By Kara and Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had thought that Phnom Penh was a big bustling city, but Bangkok is in a category all&amp;nbsp;its own. It is a HUGE city of about 11 million people – that’s more than New York City. And a&amp;nbsp;huge tourist destination too. At the conclusion of the "VIP" mini-van ride from the border, we&amp;nbsp;got our first taste of the traffic in Bangkok. It took us over an hour to wind our way through&amp;nbsp;the city, dropping off passengers, and ultimately ending up at Khao San Road - the mecca for&amp;nbsp;backpackers. It was here that we enjoyed our first taste of Thai food. We knew we'd regret&amp;nbsp;it later, but we couldn't pass up a wonderful plate of Phad Thai and another plate of grilled&amp;nbsp;chicken and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cf2FBKc-uM4/TXsEpyZcQLI/AAAAAAAAAiU/i8jxcXgImZw/s1600/SAM_0659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cf2FBKc-uM4/TXsEpyZcQLI/AAAAAAAAAiU/i8jxcXgImZw/s320/SAM_0659.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the Khao San Road area during mid-day. &amp;nbsp;It's gets much, much crazier in the evening. &amp;nbsp;And it's incredibly difficult to capture it in a few photos.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we took a bus up north to Ayuthaya to see some more ancient temples. However,&amp;nbsp;our energy was still low, it was about 95 degrees, we were both wearing pants because we&amp;nbsp;thought we had to in order to see temples (really, it was only necessary at one that we visited,&amp;nbsp;which we could have easily avoided), and after seeing the temples in Siem Reap, the ones&amp;nbsp;in Ayuthaya paled in comparison. I would say the highlight of the day was seeing some elephants and&amp;nbsp;seeing a little wild crocodile in a river. I'm sure the ancient city is noteworthy, but unfortunately&amp;nbsp;for us the day just felt underwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5I92IavQHjc/TXsE6bfsWfI/AAAAAAAAAiY/7l8TH2OIf9s/s1600/SAM_0661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5I92IavQHjc/TXsE6bfsWfI/AAAAAAAAAiY/7l8TH2OIf9s/s320/SAM_0661.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome to Ayuthaya&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F6y54LrpN2E/TXsFIS5CSII/AAAAAAAAAic/2Ml8x9rUbuY/s1600/SAM_0674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F6y54LrpN2E/TXsFIS5CSII/AAAAAAAAAic/2Ml8x9rUbuY/s320/SAM_0674.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-E3-NDdyet1U/TXsFWmBWKhI/AAAAAAAAAig/CnuXKexr8rg/s1600/SAM_0683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-E3-NDdyet1U/TXsFWmBWKhI/AAAAAAAAAig/CnuXKexr8rg/s320/SAM_0683.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elephant rides - would have been a wonderful (albeit expensive) way to get out of the 95 degree sun! &amp;nbsp;We chose not to indulge.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jDaq-pw-cYE/TXsFjezIoYI/AAAAAAAAAik/Xm_VAqYkTj4/s1600/SAM_0687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jDaq-pw-cYE/TXsFjezIoYI/AAAAAAAAAik/Xm_VAqYkTj4/s320/SAM_0687.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;An incredibly large sleeping Buddha at one of the Wats (temples) of Ayuthaya&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-zFC8EiCInFc/TXsFv5-6HeI/AAAAAAAAAio/mI3ZY_MeVQ0/s1600/SAM_0695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-zFC8EiCInFc/TXsFv5-6HeI/AAAAAAAAAio/mI3ZY_MeVQ0/s320/SAM_0695.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qeaIK_jwHls/TXsIUFcfkxI/AAAAAAAAAi0/EPHhHNx0yi8/s1600/SAM_0698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qeaIK_jwHls/TXsIUFcfkxI/AAAAAAAAAi0/EPHhHNx0yi8/s320/SAM_0698.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't that awesome! &amp;nbsp;These are the little versions of tuk-tuks that drivers used in the Ayuthaya area. &amp;nbsp;We rode in the back of one similar to this, but ours was just plain green.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next day we were going to leave on an overnight bus at 6:00pm but we had the majority&amp;nbsp;of the day to spend in Bangkok. We had planned on seeing all the temples and touristy things&amp;nbsp;but after the previous days experience we had a change of heart. We decided to have a more&amp;nbsp;relaxing day exploring Bangkok – riding the Sky Train (kind of like the monorail, but functional&amp;nbsp;and useful), riding a river ferry, and just wandering around. It was delightful. We still hadn’t&amp;nbsp;quite regained our energy, but we pushed through and made of a day of it. We were a bit&amp;nbsp;frustrated that we still didn’t have our appetites back with all of the delicious and pretty cheap&amp;nbsp;food surrounding us, but that didn't stop us from ordering anyway. But suddenly things like Club&amp;nbsp;Sandwiches and plates of just fried rice sounded good...we were beginning to wonder when&amp;nbsp;we'd have the stomach to dive into the spicy curries and noodle dishes we'd been craving for&amp;nbsp;months. We were hoping soon, because in the next leg of our trip we'd be encountering a lot of&amp;nbsp;down-time (read: time for checking out all the beach restaurants), and we knew we were going&amp;nbsp;to take a cooking class. It was time to leave Bangkok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oSaUt5mDcWw/TXsEbBCUtyI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/aUWt_2dYj4M/s1600/SAM_0725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oSaUt5mDcWw/TXsEbBCUtyI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/aUWt_2dYj4M/s320/SAM_0725.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qzcrHQfv2G0/TXsGVDgP_eI/AAAAAAAAAiw/UHmpoKRLF-8/s1600/SAM_0707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qzcrHQfv2G0/TXsGVDgP_eI/AAAAAAAAAiw/UHmpoKRLF-8/s320/SAM_0707.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;More on our trip through Thailand coming soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-2731921486993502352?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/2731921486993502352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=2731921486993502352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2731921486993502352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2731921486993502352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/03/bangkok-ayuthaya.html' title='Bangkok &amp; Ayuthaya'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cf2FBKc-uM4/TXsEpyZcQLI/AAAAAAAAAiU/i8jxcXgImZw/s72-c/SAM_0659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-7203636817033382704</id><published>2011-03-08T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:04:41.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;by Kara &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ever since the seemingly never-ending, bitterly cold winter last year Mark and I have been dreaming about taking a vacation to &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;SE Asia&lt;/st1:place&gt; and that dream came true last month! We spent about two and a half weeks in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. It felt so good to be in warm weather again and we practically felt naked at first walking around in only one layer of clothing and revealing so much skin in shorts and tank tops. We spent our time in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; focusing on seeing the historical sites – memorials and museums in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Phnom Penh&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and the ancient temples in Siem Reap. We did some more site-seeing in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and also spent some time relaxing at the beach. Thanks to Mark’s very thorough planning everything went really smoothly. It was exhilarating to be in new countries again, seeing, smelling, and tasting so many new things for the first time. That’s the quick summary, but below are more details about our trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Phnom Penh&lt;/st1:city&gt;,  &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our first stop in our trip was &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Phnom Penh&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. We only had one full day to explore the city. We started out the morning by roaming around the streets near our guesthouse. Wandering around in a &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;new city&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, hearing Cambodian, seeing thousands of motor bikes zooming past us, smelling the aromas of the street vendors’ food, I was immediately filled with a rush of excitement over being in a new country. I haven’t felt that way in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; for a long time now – as we are not just tourists traveling in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, we are living there. There’s something really exhilarating about exploring a new place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We hired a tuk tuk driver to take us to the popular tourist destinations for the morning. We went to the Killing Fields and the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Tuol&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Sleng&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. I was shocked to realize how little I knew of &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s history, specifically, about the Khmer Rouge. The Killing Fields were where the Khmer Rouge took thousands of people to kill them and bury them in mass graves. The &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Tuol&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Sleng&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; was a school that the Khmer Rouge turned into a place to torture people. It was very difficult to see this and contemplate how human beings can do these things to one another. There were still blood stains on the walls and floors of the museum and there were skulls and bones at the fields. In addition to the deaths that took place at these places we learned that many people died from starvation, disease, and forced labor during the rule of the Khmer Rouge (1975-1979). Nobody is exactly sure how many people died but estimates are 1.5 to 2.2 million people – out of a population of 8 million. That’s 1/5 to 1/4 of the population. I could spend way more time talking about this… Obviously it was a very sobering start to our morning in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Later that day we moved on to the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;National&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, the Central Market, and some more wandering around town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AG481oqdUgA/TXYBgH1h4JI/AAAAAAAAMiM/dTWV4KlHVMQ/s1600/SAM_0483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AG481oqdUgA/TXYBgH1h4JI/AAAAAAAAMiM/dTWV4KlHVMQ/s320/SAM_0483.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our tuk tuk driver and his friend.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-A0bQDYJkDBA/TXYCGxpMdSI/AAAAAAAAMiQ/jE4Xx58kcTk/s1600/SAM_0438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-A0bQDYJkDBA/TXYCGxpMdSI/AAAAAAAAMiQ/jE4Xx58kcTk/s320/SAM_0438.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's weird to post this picture, but this is what is at the museum that was once the killing fields. These skulls and other bones were unearthed from mass graves.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SOhaRPva8u4/TXYCXcFlsoI/AAAAAAAAMiU/caGre3YD-Eo/s1600/SAM_0456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SOhaRPva8u4/TXYCXcFlsoI/AAAAAAAAMiU/caGre3YD-Eo/s320/SAM_0456.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Khmer Rouge heavily documented information about the people the tortured and killed. These are photos of the victims at the Tuol Sleng Museum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SPBojYVczso/TXYDH-dqlHI/AAAAAAAAMiY/hWje_whrfDw/s1600/SAM_0460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SPBojYVczso/TXYDH-dqlHI/AAAAAAAAMiY/hWje_whrfDw/s320/SAM_0460.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The National Museum&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-y90ollW0Gn0/TXYDvfYOutI/AAAAAAAAMic/iq_bvxlJlVQ/s1600/SAM_0481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-y90ollW0Gn0/TXYDvfYOutI/AAAAAAAAMic/iq_bvxlJlVQ/s320/SAM_0481.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view outside our guesthouse -- look at all that green!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Siem Reap, &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next day we left to go to Siem Reap via bus. We got there in time to see the sunset at Angkor Wat and hired a tuk tuk driver for the next day, beginning with the sunrise at the same location. Unfortunately, it was so cloudy that we couldn’t really see the sunrise… but at least we got an early start to the day (leaving our guesthouse at 5:30am) and got to see some of the other temples before the rush of tourists. These ancient temples, built in the 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century, were definitely a highlight of the trip. They were one of those historical sites and major tourist destinations that actually lived up to all the hype.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We finished our morning tour pretty quickly and got back to our guesthouse by noon. What had started as a wonderful Valentine’s Day, one that I had said would be very hard to top in the future, took a turn for the worse. We suspect we got some form of food poisoning or something from the water. We were stuck in our beds for the rest of the day with headaches, body aches, fever, chills, stomach cramps, and diarrhea – diarrhea that decided to stay with us for almost the entire trip. We were disappointed to have to waste so much of a day stuck in bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though only feeling a little better, we stuck to our travel itinerary and took off at 6:00am the next morning to head to &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. In Mark’s very thorough research he had read online that getting from &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; can be a bit difficult, but we had no problems at all. It helps that our travel standards are pretty low after dealing with travel in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; – unlike some of our fellow passengers on the trip. When the microbus driver tried to fit one extra person on the bus a passenger started yelling at him and saying that was completely unacceptable. We laughed, thinking that in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, we would’ve easily had an additional 10 people in the bus. We also got stuck at a gas station with car problems and were forced to wait for over an hour which led other passengers to loudly complain, “What are we going to do!? What’s your plan?! Are we going to camp out overnight here?!”, yelling at our innocent driver after only a half hour of waiting. Lovely. However, he got it back up and going and we headed on towards &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bangkok&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iyZeLQyGR4U/TXYEmRBikrI/AAAAAAAAMik/NFfdT3DKYrI/s1600/SAM_0488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iyZeLQyGR4U/TXYEmRBikrI/AAAAAAAAMik/NFfdT3DKYrI/s320/SAM_0488.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angkor Wat&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pGoRAfbLyew/TXYF3YoOG3I/AAAAAAAAMio/tEx-eDHukt0/s1600/SAM_0497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pGoRAfbLyew/TXYF3YoOG3I/AAAAAAAAMio/tEx-eDHukt0/s320/SAM_0497.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monks at Angkor Wat&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YAMHb98xHpM/TXYG8I7XbjI/AAAAAAAAMis/zVTVbBZAOnw/s1600/SAM_0585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YAMHb98xHpM/TXYG8I7XbjI/AAAAAAAAMis/zVTVbBZAOnw/s320/SAM_0585.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seemed much steeper in person than it appears in this photo.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-I955DwiRq5w/TXYH0UJH_8I/AAAAAAAAMi4/nLsn2kD7aEc/s1600/SAM_0591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-I955DwiRq5w/TXYH0UJH_8I/AAAAAAAAMi4/nLsn2kD7aEc/s320/SAM_0591.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xZGvi2-XUlY/TXYJDLjfwaI/AAAAAAAAMjA/g_t8d8Jtm3c/s1600/SAM_0608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xZGvi2-XUlY/TXYJDLjfwaI/AAAAAAAAMjA/g_t8d8Jtm3c/s320/SAM_0608.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-o6MH1r8-Zp8/TXYJwkhlqrI/AAAAAAAAMjE/H0-gokMzc9Y/s1600/SAM_0630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-o6MH1r8-Zp8/TXYJwkhlqrI/AAAAAAAAMjE/H0-gokMzc9Y/s320/SAM_0630.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giant trees taking over the temples (that's me if you can't tell)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-o8M66DiHALo/TXYKRcpFVWI/AAAAAAAAMjI/tAtcNME2LlA/s1600/SAM_0634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-o8M66DiHALo/TXYKRcpFVWI/AAAAAAAAMjI/tAtcNME2LlA/s320/SAM_0634.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-R2LNN54JnRM/TXYKwpC-XQI/AAAAAAAAMjM/jJENEj-2dNc/s1600/SAM_0641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-R2LNN54JnRM/TXYKwpC-XQI/AAAAAAAAMjM/jJENEj-2dNc/s320/SAM_0641.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gjFzdDfW9m0/TXYHK2-XAXI/AAAAAAAAMiw/oA0EYt0g_KI/s1600/SAM_0545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gjFzdDfW9m0/TXYHK2-XAXI/AAAAAAAAMiw/oA0EYt0g_KI/s320/SAM_0545.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark enjoying a delicious meal. Who knows, this might have been the meal that got us sick.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IjN1okxvMoc/TXYHZ38BsMI/AAAAAAAAMi0/Hb8FXzEl1FM/s1600/SAM_0552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IjN1okxvMoc/TXYHZ38BsMI/AAAAAAAAMi0/Hb8FXzEl1FM/s320/SAM_0552.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sign read: "Dr. Fish Massage - Have you ever seen the fish can massage?&lt;br /&gt;If our fish can not make you happy We'll not charge. Don't miss the unique experience. &amp;nbsp;$3"&lt;br /&gt;How could we resist? It ticked like crazy at first. It wasn't quite like the pedicure we were promised, but it did make us happy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Posts about Thailand coming soon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-7203636817033382704?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/7203636817033382704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=7203636817033382704&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7203636817033382704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7203636817033382704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/03/cambodia.html' title='Cambodia'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AG481oqdUgA/TXYBgH1h4JI/AAAAAAAAMiM/dTWV4KlHVMQ/s72-c/SAM_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-6062685701127729020</id><published>2011-02-09T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:34:41.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsagaan Sar 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Day 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear friend Ochgo extended a wonderful offer to visit with her family on the first day of the Tsagaan Sar holiday this year.&amp;nbsp; She did this last year as well.&amp;nbsp; Typically this day is reserved for the younger family members to visit their oldest siblings' place or their parents' residence depending on the living situation.&amp;nbsp; But Kara and I, as well as our site-mates Tim and Kaede, and even another PCV visiting at the time (John), were all invited.&amp;nbsp; It was like our very own PCV family going to visit one of the families that has been the kindest to the volunteers of our community over the years.&amp;nbsp; We were quite grateful for the invite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKUZ4Fj1SI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/JMXp6nlhYMM/s1600/SAM_0402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKUZ4Fj1SI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/JMXp6nlhYMM/s400/SAM_0402.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Tim, Kaede, and John came prepared in their traditional Mongolian dels - maybe just to make us look bad.&amp;nbsp; But seriously, they looked great and we definitely got quite a few looks from locals as we hiked about 20 minutes out of town to Ochgo's mother's house.&amp;nbsp; For these three volunteers accompanying us this was their first Tsagaan Sar.&amp;nbsp; It felt as if we should prepare them for what was about to happen.&amp;nbsp; And really, and I know I'm speaking for myself here, I felt relieved to know that I'd done this all before.&amp;nbsp; Ochgo and her family would never pressure us or make us feel like we did something wrong, and that knowledge was all the relief we needed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKUcHu4beI/AAAAAAAAAhU/uHA-TRJREr8/s1600/SAM_0404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKUcHu4beI/AAAAAAAAAhU/uHA-TRJREr8/s400/SAM_0404.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traditional foods of milk tea, buuz, salads, candy, and the tail meat of the  sheep were all presented to us.&amp;nbsp; Ochgo was of course a wonderful host and her English knowledge made this a great reintroduction to the holiday.&amp;nbsp; We were then treated to a beautiful walk home (on a side note we've been experiencing temperatures in the mid-20's for the past week - this is not normal for this time of year, but it made for a warm holiday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKVevs3DsI/AAAAAAAAAhk/GLZuH5zKQmI/s1600/SAM_0407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKVevs3DsI/AAAAAAAAAhk/GLZuH5zKQmI/s400/SAM_0407.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't really sure who might invite us on the second day.&amp;nbsp; Really the way it all works is you wait and hope for a text message from a co-worker or friend telling you that they're available and would love to have you come over to their place.&amp;nbsp; Last year this happened in spurts - we'd get 4 invites one afternoon, then nothing one day, then 3 more the next day.&amp;nbsp; However, Day 2 this year worked out perfectly.&amp;nbsp; Kara received a surprise text message from a woman named Tunga who works at one of the World Vision offices in our town.&amp;nbsp; Kara taught English to the staff at her office last year and occasionally helps Tunga translate sponsor letters from Mongolian to English. I'd never met her before, but Kara told me she was great...so off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKUg3ymX6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Cgk-_jvmNFQ/s1600/SAM_0408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKUg3ymX6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Cgk-_jvmNFQ/s400/SAM_0408.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tunga made us feel comfortable, offered us all of the traditional food/drinks, and introduced us to some of her family that was there. She's in her late 20s and isn't married yet so like most Mongolians in this situation, she lives with her parents. In the background of the picture above you can see her nephew playing a computer game, supposedly he's quite the gamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third day was meant to be the day you visit with co-workers.&amp;nbsp; However, it was a Saturday which threw off everyone's schedules.&amp;nbsp; This meant we were once again not quite sure where we might end up, but we knew that my co-workers could call at any moment and we'd likely end up going in different directions.&amp;nbsp; We thus planned ahead so well that when I got the call to meet up with my staff, I decided to rely on their camera thinking that Kara might need ours.&amp;nbsp; She ended up not needing it.&amp;nbsp; Thus, we have no pictures from Day 3...not yet anyway...it's still possible my work camera will provide a few with me in it (but we'll have to wait until after our trip to upload those).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however go to two more houses on Day 3.&amp;nbsp; I attended a child's hair-cutting ceremony as well.&amp;nbsp; And in one of the more interesting moments of my time here in Mongolia, I watched as my counterparts all sprinted (not joking...sprinted!) out of a house.&amp;nbsp; I quickly followed, not knowing if I missed something about the house having caught fire, or maybe we were "dining and dashing" Mongolia style.&amp;nbsp; Once outside I realized that everyone was facing the now sliver of a moon that had appeared nearby our aimag center's mountain.&amp;nbsp; They had all opened their wallets/purses, verified there was money inside, and were waving them in a circular motion toward the moon.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara was beginning to wonder if any of her co-workers were going to invite us over before she had to go back to work on Monday.&amp;nbsp; Day 4 we received a call from Orkhontuul asking us to meet her husband outside waiting in a car.&amp;nbsp; He would take us to their ger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKUkLncAGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/YBIP9kdkGVg/s1600/SAM_0415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKUkLncAGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/YBIP9kdkGVg/s400/SAM_0415.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent nearly two hours looking at great old photos of them from before they met, during their time at University together, and even more recent photos of their children.&amp;nbsp; They really fed us an incredible amount of food - including some prime slices of beef.&amp;nbsp; I believe we were even invited to ride horses with their family this summer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having spent time with all the different friends/co-workers this year I can say I was happy, relieved, and amazed at how far we've come since last year.&amp;nbsp; Now that we've been here a year and a half we were able to understand 90% of the conversations, Kara (and much less so I) was able to answer intelligibly, and overall we just felt a sense of calm surrounding the holiday.&amp;nbsp; We were able to enjoy the holiday by having the invites spread out, and we got to visit a couple of different places we didn't see last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may not have another Tsagaan Sar in Mongolia, but we are proud to say we've experienced it in all it's glory.&amp;nbsp; We are especially grateful to the members of the community who felt close enough to us to invite us to share a meal.&amp;nbsp; The holiday doesn't end after 4 days - no it continues for what seems like weeks.&amp;nbsp; Kara was invited to share a meal with co-workers on Monday, and I spent the entire day getting up and down out of my chair to greet many of the Mercy Corps clients I see every month.&amp;nbsp; I can truly say we've both gotten pretty good at placing our arms in the correct position, muttering the greeting "Amar baina uu?", and sniffing both cheeks.&amp;nbsp; Dare we say we've integrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-6062685701127729020?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/6062685701127729020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=6062685701127729020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6062685701127729020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6062685701127729020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/02/tsagaan-sar-2011.html' title='Tsagaan Sar 2011'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TVKUZ4Fj1SI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/JMXp6nlhYMM/s72-c/SAM_0402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-2706966946647112288</id><published>2011-02-03T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T17:02:05.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Meal Before Tsagaan Sar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though today marks the beginning of the Tsagaan Sar (white moon/month) holiday - basically the Mongolian Lunar New Year celebration, this post is about the meal that Kara and I hosted at our apartment just this Monday. &amp;nbsp;We'll save the Tsagaan Sar post for next time. &amp;nbsp;We decided to have my co-workers over for a Mongolian/American meal both as a long overdue custom, but also as a way of saying "I can't afford and probably don't have the time to invite you all over here during the holidays". &amp;nbsp;Also, because we're leaving for UB in just a few days now for our trip to Cambodia/Thailand, having a lunch before the trip and before the holiday just made the most sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TUptFksMBII/AAAAAAAAAhE/8H3iGpHO8Xk/s1600/SAM_0395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TUptFksMBII/AAAAAAAAAhE/8H3iGpHO8Xk/s320/SAM_0395.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nine of my co-workers arrived about an hour after our intended lunch time and I decided to hand out our three sets of small photo albums. &amp;nbsp;Most of them have not seen me before I lost the weight here in Mongolia, so there were a lot of "oh wow, Mark was fatter, we like him fat!" &amp;nbsp;It doesn't bother me. &amp;nbsp;And our pictures taken at the Grand Canyon a few years ago are just hard to explain. &amp;nbsp;But these all helped to pass the time as some of the food was finishing cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TUptq_9VdOI/AAAAAAAAAhM/QWlhRIfPuVI/s1600/SAM_0401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TUptq_9VdOI/AAAAAAAAAhM/QWlhRIfPuVI/s320/SAM_0401.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We decided to make the traditional steamed dumplings (buuz) and paired it with the staples of pickles and sliced carrots. &amp;nbsp;But in order to give the meal a little different feel, we decided to make both a pasta salad (with tomatoes and cucumber) and one of our favorite salads, the Top Ramen Salad. &amp;nbsp;My co-workers loved how simple it was - cabbage, ramen noodles, and peanuts with an oil, sugar, seasoning dressing - and loved that we cut the cabbage into larger pieces rather than coleslaw style. &amp;nbsp;We had other fruits and candy on the table as well to accompany the main dishes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TUptYF6rBJI/AAAAAAAAAhI/uDYCtshGZAw/s1600/SAM_0397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TUptYF6rBJI/AAAAAAAAAhI/uDYCtshGZAw/s320/SAM_0397.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Overall it was a simple meal. &amp;nbsp;But in light of the food fest that Tsagaan Sar is we decided that simple is best, and in the end it was the simplest of foods that put a smile on my co-workers faces. &amp;nbsp;I've been meaning to have them over for a very long time, and we've just not felt comfortable doing it...but now that it's done with we're both glad we did. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's now time to eat buuz, salads, fruits, and candy for the next 3-4 days...and to refresh our memories of the traditional greetings and ways to be culturally assimilated at this time of year. &amp;nbsp;To anyone reading this: Saihan Shineleerei! (Please Have a Nice New Year!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-2706966946647112288?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/2706966946647112288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=2706966946647112288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2706966946647112288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2706966946647112288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/02/meal-before-tsagaan-sar.html' title='The Meal Before Tsagaan Sar'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TUptFksMBII/AAAAAAAAAhE/8H3iGpHO8Xk/s72-c/SAM_0395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-5875194568447935221</id><published>2011-01-16T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T15:47:39.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IceFest</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Saturday with my coworkers at the Arkhangai IceFest. That's not what they called it, but I think it's a suitable name. The festivities took place at a local river, or rather, &lt;i&gt;on &lt;/i&gt;the local river. Worried about the cold weather I wore three layers of long underwear underneath my jeans and four long-sleeved shirts under a sweatershirt and thankfully, stayed pretty warm throughout the day. Here are some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKa2iQG1HI/AAAAAAAAL2s/yqEqzbWF87A/s1600/SAM_0355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKa2iQG1HI/AAAAAAAAL2s/yqEqzbWF87A/s320/SAM_0355.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKbcmzb8eI/AAAAAAAAL2w/JrUWlOKBTEs/s1600/SAM_0359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKbcmzb8eI/AAAAAAAAL2w/JrUWlOKBTEs/s320/SAM_0359.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My coworkers warming up around the fire&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKcCOHmf_I/AAAAAAAAL20/4xdC9k8XfVY/s1600/SAM_0367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKcCOHmf_I/AAAAAAAAL20/4xdC9k8XfVY/s320/SAM_0367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the sports competitions (and one that I was selected to participate in) -- hockey!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKc0F-4zhI/AAAAAAAAL24/HhAAblf9ts0/s1600/SAM_0375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKc0F-4zhI/AAAAAAAAL24/HhAAblf9ts0/s320/SAM_0375.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Curling&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKdXteACCI/AAAAAAAAL28/uQtQnNvev1g/s1600/SAM_0384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKdXteACCI/AAAAAAAAL28/uQtQnNvev1g/s320/SAM_0384.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oyunnaran and I&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKd9MF14iI/AAAAAAAAL3A/1Uo1rmx6Lcs/s1600/SAM_0385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKd9MF14iI/AAAAAAAAL3A/1Uo1rmx6Lcs/s320/SAM_0385.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nonchalantly resting at a table and chairs made of ice.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKenfkEiyI/AAAAAAAAL3E/tkNuBLGoC1Q/s1600/SAM_0393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKenfkEiyI/AAAAAAAAL3E/tkNuBLGoC1Q/s320/SAM_0393.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My coworkers competing in the tug-of-war competition. &lt;br /&gt;I, shockingly, was not chosen to represent my work in this event.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKfJauNSFI/AAAAAAAAL3I/Z45QkVEfQkU/s1600/SAM_0394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKfJauNSFI/AAAAAAAAL3I/Z45QkVEfQkU/s320/SAM_0394.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We lost. :(&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKh3Ze8HZI/AAAAAAAAL3Q/ruN4uTlnuGk/s1600/Picture1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="42" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKh3Ze8HZI/AAAAAAAAL3Q/ruN4uTlnuGk/s320/Picture1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-5875194568447935221?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/5875194568447935221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=5875194568447935221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5875194568447935221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5875194568447935221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2011/01/icefest.html' title='IceFest'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TTKa2iQG1HI/AAAAAAAAL2s/yqEqzbWF87A/s72-c/SAM_0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-8857161066246329753</id><published>2011-01-09T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T16:39:43.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiin Jil: The Mirrored Sequel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd give it a little time before I posted pictures and commentary relating to my own Shiin Jil party. &amp;nbsp;Is a week or so after Kara's post long enough? &amp;nbsp;Kara did a wonderful job explaining the ins-and-outs of the evening...so my words will simply recapitulate hers. &amp;nbsp;Ah, but the photos will be different. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dress-Code&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to start out with the dress-wear. &amp;nbsp;Incredible. &amp;nbsp;Really, some of the outfits that people have rented/purchased for this one evening are quite glamorous. &amp;nbsp;However, the clothing is never allowed to simply speak for itself - it must be paired with glitter, and jewelry, and hair extensions, and pounds of makeup. &amp;nbsp;Again, not all bad things in and of themselves...but Shiin Jil is about excess. &amp;nbsp;It's about bringing in the New Year and saying goodbye to the old year in such a way as to only remember the good, the shiny, the pleasant. &amp;nbsp;And that's ok in my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkVB_rlFBI/AAAAAAAAAf8/lWw0Z5eJIQk/s1600/DSC03798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkVB_rlFBI/AAAAAAAAAf8/lWw0Z5eJIQk/s320/DSC03798.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little singing to begin the evening&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkVTiatCpI/AAAAAAAAAgA/2e70FWxHT1Q/s1600/DSC03803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkVTiatCpI/AAAAAAAAAgA/2e70FWxHT1Q/s320/DSC03803.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little speech/story told by another group&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkV5HnXQoI/AAAAAAAAAgI/EZkWQ9qx9zk/s1600/DSC03825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkV5HnXQoI/AAAAAAAAAgI/EZkWQ9qx9zk/s320/DSC03825.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the beautiful ladies I work with&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkWOapgjXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/JxuQAcZRN0c/s1600/DSC03836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkWOapgjXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/JxuQAcZRN0c/s320/DSC03836.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we even received a visit from Old Man Winter - who doubled as our MC at times, and presented awards to top trainers of the year!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dancing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Throughout the evening, interspersed among the planned activities, meals and presentations there were occasions to dance. &amp;nbsp;Mongolians love to waltz...and they have no qualms about swayin' and bobbin' to the latest pop/trance hits to come from Russia or the States. &amp;nbsp;However, a dancefloor that is probably 25 ft. x 25 ft. doesn't leave much space for 30+ people to waltz around. &amp;nbsp;No matter - you just smile after you bump into someone and move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkUw73j71I/AAAAAAAAAf4/uDLirzB8UtQ/s1600/DSC03781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkUw73j71I/AAAAAAAAAf4/uDLirzB8UtQ/s320/DSC03781.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkWfVPWcNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LfXGd3FYNMc/s1600/DSC03858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkWfVPWcNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LfXGd3FYNMc/s320/DSC03858.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkYrN7506I/AAAAAAAAAgw/SEy4LYrYBRM/s1600/DSC04075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkYrN7506I/AAAAAAAAAgw/SEy4LYrYBRM/s320/DSC04075.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Meal Time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next is the food. &amp;nbsp;This year really was the year of chicken. &amp;nbsp;Kara got it. &amp;nbsp;I got it. &amp;nbsp;I must say that I believe our curried chicken breast with a side of potatoes, rice and salad may have been one of the better meals I've enjoyed at a company party. &amp;nbsp;I wish I could say that everyone around me wolfed their food like I did...but nay, nearly every plate was only picked at. &amp;nbsp;I don't know if it was the seasoning, the uncommon meat on the plate, or simply dozens of women trying to make sure they continued to fit in their dresses throughout the evening, but I saw pounds and pounds of tasty greatness get taken away uneaten. &amp;nbsp;But hey, I ate like a king...check out this spread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkWwTnAgHI/AAAAAAAAAgU/A8gTUpITr-E/s1600/DSC03893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkWwTnAgHI/AAAAAAAAAgU/A8gTUpITr-E/s320/DSC03893.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The man in white is my director, Dashzegve, and the woman between him and I was an English speaking Mongolian named Undral who works at a little cafe in town. &amp;nbsp;Never met her before...and didn't know she spoke English until about an hour into sitting next to her.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkVlDs77eI/AAAAAAAAAgE/026HIj0iukc/s1600/DSC03822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkVlDs77eI/AAAAAAAAAgE/026HIj0iukc/s320/DSC03822.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Post meal satisfaction! &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Take note of the guy on the left - we'll revisit him later.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Photo-session&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You have to commemorate an evening like Shiin Jil. &amp;nbsp;And what better way than to take something like 500 pictures of groups, pairs, friends, co-workers, unknown restaurant workers, the drunk, the sober, and the American!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkXDcoSYLI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ERjEU_nYA-E/s1600/DSC04020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkXDcoSYLI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ERjEU_nYA-E/s320/DSC04020.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkXUEqaepI/AAAAAAAAAgc/4dJ8WvoJUTw/s1600/DSC04038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkXUEqaepI/AAAAAAAAAgc/4dJ8WvoJUTw/s320/DSC04038.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkXlbyjVVI/AAAAAAAAAgg/viQ2J3pfBdU/s1600/DSC04042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkXlbyjVVI/AAAAAAAAAgg/viQ2J3pfBdU/s320/DSC04042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Some Extra Entertainment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not sure if you've followed the outfit selection of the man in the following pictures. &amp;nbsp;His name is Ganbaa. &amp;nbsp;He's in his mid-sixties. &amp;nbsp;He is the past director of the Knowledge Network NGO that I work with. &amp;nbsp;He's quite possibly the funniest old man I've ever met, and I can't even understand 95% of what he's saying. &amp;nbsp;He can eat, drink, and party with the best of us...and his energy levels rarely dim. &amp;nbsp;He started out the evening with an awesome shiny green shirt (check out the pic from the "Meal" section of this post!), then donned a shoulder length wig about half way through the evening to cover his shiny bald head...and then when the evening was winding down he decided to dress like an elderly Mongolian woman and place 4 balloons strategically under his del.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkX3OYgXQI/AAAAAAAAAgk/k3vdlJ4rtr4/s1600/DSC04069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkX3OYgXQI/AAAAAAAAAgk/k3vdlJ4rtr4/s320/DSC04069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkYIrJ6vRI/AAAAAAAAAgo/JsMzT9JOG6A/s1600/DSC04067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkYIrJ6vRI/AAAAAAAAAgo/JsMzT9JOG6A/s320/DSC04067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkYa1MeJqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/mP2QWJbGsSg/s1600/DSC04068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TSkYa1MeJqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/mP2QWJbGsSg/s320/DSC04068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wrap-Up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Needless to say, the evening was entertaining. &amp;nbsp;There are hundreds of photos of the entire event, but I hope this gave you a little sneak peak into my final Shiin Jil party in Mongolia. &amp;nbsp;It's hard to believe Kara and I have been through two of these already. &amp;nbsp;It's hard to believe we're already wrapping up our holidays in this country. &amp;nbsp;I'm always glad I have pictures that I'll be able to look back on - to remember faces, prom style party dresses, tacky wallpaper, happy moments, and friends/co-workers who've all touched my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Shin Jil -- pronounced "sheen" (like Charlie Sheen), "jeel" (rhymes with meal), but the "l" on the end of jil has a bit of an l-th sound. Get some saliva rolling around in your mouth and then say it. And the whole thing, шинэ жилийн баярын мэнд хүргае! Shin jillin bayariin mend hurgae! Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;The new year celebration is one of the biggest reasons to party here in Mongolia. Every workplace has a party sometime around the new year. The work party usually doesn't include spouses, just the workers. My work didn't have a party last year because the country was freaking out about H1N1 and said we couldn't have parties. My workplace followed this directive, unlike most, but primarily because people were broke and couldn't afford a party. So, I wasn't exactly sure what to expect this year. Here's a bit about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;I was told the party started at 6:00 so I left home, grabbed a taxi for the second time ever in my town due to the extremely cold weather, and played 20 questions with the driver. He was excited that I spoke Mongolian and during the few minutes in the car he asked me every question he could think of.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;What do you do here? Where are you from? Are you married? To a Mongolian or American? Do you have children? Which apartment building do you live in? How old are you? America is awesome. Mongolia hasn't developed enough. Do you agree?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;{Uhhhhh, some parts of America are cool, some are not. Mongolia is cool. Mongolia's development is alright.}&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Los Angeles. Cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;{Yes, cool.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;So I arrived at the restaurant at 6:20 and was the first one there. The party planning committee from my work arrived shortly after. All of the women finally strolled in around 7:20. I would've shown up late too but I can never tell what I'm supposed to be on time for, what it's okay to be about 15 min late for, and what it's okay to be really late for. But I'm used to it now and it didn't bother me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attire and Accessories&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Shin jil attire is a big deal, especially for women. I spent one morning last week looking up pictures online of dresses for my coworker who was having a dress made. I used the search terms&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;prom dress&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;bridesmaid dress&lt;/i&gt;. The more sparkles, the shinier, the better. I made sure to warn my coworkers beforehand that I don't have a cool dress and I don't have money to buy one {read: have no desire to buy one}. Fortunately for me, not all women dress up this much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;In addition to fancy clothes, a lot of women also get their hair done at a salon, get their nails done, wear fake eyelashes, apply glitter to their face and body, and adorn themselves with big, fake diamonds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Here are some pics of my coworkers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxMYNjuYgI/AAAAAAAAL1Y/LWOArkwS-v0/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxMYNjuYgI/AAAAAAAAL1Y/LWOArkwS-v0/s320/1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"One of these things is not like the others, one of these things doesn't belong... "&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxN00FgM1I/AAAAAAAAL1c/oGwNWNCuRtM/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxN00FgM1I/AAAAAAAAL1c/oGwNWNCuRtM/s320/2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orkhoo, Oyunnaran, Naraa, and Dulmaa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Some men find something fancy to wear too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxOfQAEqZI/AAAAAAAAL1g/TR5WsA4PIdk/s1600/3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxOfQAEqZI/AAAAAAAAL1g/TR5WsA4PIdk/s320/3.JPG" width="189" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turuu sporting a sparkly bow tie.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxQLyUqTeI/AAAAAAAAL1k/8IbPMm320KY/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxQLyUqTeI/AAAAAAAAL1k/8IbPMm320KY/s320/4.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shiny suit!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxRa-GjQgI/AAAAAAAAL1o/FCih1pr1lR0/s1600/5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxRa-GjQgI/AAAAAAAAL1o/FCih1pr1lR0/s320/5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All my male coworkers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food and Drinks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;I wasn't looking forward to this portion. They pre-order food for the group so everybody gets the same thing, which I assumed would be something with mutton. However, they surprised me! We had potato salad, a chicken soup with tons of veggies, and baked chicken, rice, delicious potatoes with a bit of BACON, and a little cabbage salad served in three courses. It was delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;For drinks, they fill the table with beer, vodka, wine (and by wine I mean a really sweet drink that tastes like alcoholic cough syrup), and champagne. Though, my coworkers don't drink much and I really wasn't pressured to drink too much. We only had to take two shots of vodka over the course of the evening, until the very end when they wanted to finish up a bottle and made us all drink two more whole shots, right before leaving. The vodka is horrible. Horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxR4IbgkAI/AAAAAAAAL1s/H2KjD86NpkY/s1600/7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxR4IbgkAI/AAAAAAAAL1s/H2KjD86NpkY/s320/7.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxSOoQ7wtI/AAAAAAAAL1w/_ZOspJBPtAA/s1600/8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxSOoQ7wtI/AAAAAAAAL1w/_ZOspJBPtAA/s320/8.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;After being shaken&amp;nbsp;profusely, the champagne went everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;This was taken just as it was starting to explode.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Entertainment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;This isn't a party where you just drink, eat, and dance. Oh no. There must be planned activities. Games, raffles, contests, etc. They also gave awards for the best workers of the year. Following that, they surprised ME with a medal! Medals are a BIG deal and it's a huge honor to receive one, a&amp;nbsp;remnant&amp;nbsp;of Soviet times. I think I got it for the work I've done over the past year, primarily helping get our summer camp off the ground and bringing in grant money for it. It was really special and really nice to know they appreciate what I do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxS4iXU6qI/AAAAAAAAL10/WNKGaebLgsc/s1600/9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxS4iXU6qI/AAAAAAAAL10/WNKGaebLgsc/s320/9.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My director pinning the medal onto my shirt.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;I also contributed to the entertainment. (And not just with my bad dancing.) You know those Elf Yourself videos where you put a picture of somebody's face on the body of some goofy, dancing elf? I made these videos with all my coworkers faces as a surprise.&amp;nbsp;I couldn't have predicted such a great response. They were practically rolling on the floor laughing! It's really hard for me to use humor with them because I can't think of witty things in Mongolian fast enough, (and I'm not good at slapstick, physical humor) so it felt good to make them laugh. The highlight was definitely the Chippendales video that had the heads of five of my male coworkers on shirtless Chippendale dancers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Interspersed in between eating the various courses of food was a lot of dancing. With this group there was a lot of waltzing. I ended up having to dance with a really drunk old man with horrible breath a couple of times who kept speaking Russian to me. He was from the other group who was a construction company that we shared the restaurant with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;When we weren't waltzing we were dancing to weird techno music that sounds like it'd be playing in a dark, sketchy Russian dance club in the 90s. One thing I really appreciate though is that most Mongolians - of all ages - aren't afraid to dance. They're not necessarily good dancers, but it doesn't matter. I swear I've danced more in the last 18 months here than any other time in my life. The only thing I do NOT like about dancing with Mongolians is that they almost always dance in a big circle. I inevitably had to the be awkward one pushed out into the middle of the circle a few times. Fun. But I'm pretty used to looking and sounding like an idiot here most of the time, so it doesn't phase me as much anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall&lt;/b&gt;, the party exceeded my expectations. I remember how little I understood of what was going on a year ago, and I appreciated that I can understand and speak more Mongolian now. I also enjoyed just relaxing and having fun with my coworkers - until 3:00am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxUV4DOtmI/AAAAAAAAL2A/VVH-mrwr0Xo/s1600/10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxUV4DOtmI/AAAAAAAAL2A/VVH-mrwr0Xo/s320/10.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oyunnaran and I. She's one of my faves.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxU-QccnwI/AAAAAAAAL2E/5i6qccgyQ34/s1600/11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxU-QccnwI/AAAAAAAAL2E/5i6qccgyQ34/s320/11.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orkhoo, another fav. I swear, she doesn't hate me, she just doesn't smile in photos.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-4977497633156271861?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/4977497633156271861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=4977497633156271861&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/4977497633156271861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/4977497633156271861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year.html' title='Шинэ Жил! {New Year!}'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRxMYNjuYgI/AAAAAAAAL1Y/LWOArkwS-v0/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-4927057439204068461</id><published>2010-12-30T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:52:22.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Second Very Gery Christmas</title><content type='html'>This year we celebrated Christmas Eve at our friend Tim's apartment and Christmas Day at Sarah's. At Tim's it was all of us PCVs here in town, one visiting PCV, and our good friend Ochgo. At Sarah's we were joined by a Korean woman who is also a volunteer and who teaches art at Sarah's school. Sarah's ger is in the yard of &amp;nbsp;very sweet Mongolian family and the woman from that family also joined us. Also, another Mongolian friend who is also named Saraa joined us. Here are some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwI0_zKp_I/AAAAAAAAL0g/xes5yZsmrA4/s1600/SAM_0250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwI0_zKp_I/AAAAAAAAL0g/xes5yZsmrA4/s320/SAM_0250.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's me, with the Old Man Winter snow sculpture. &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's Chinggis Khan dressed as Santa. I'm not quite sure.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwH4ntqbNI/AAAAAAAAL0Q/62W1fG2j2rg/s1600/SAM_0251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwH4ntqbNI/AAAAAAAAL0Q/62W1fG2j2rg/s320/SAM_0251.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark and Ochgo at Tim's apartment on Christmas Eve decorating cookies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwKFktbMSI/AAAAAAAAL0k/p8fRc4ojVi0/s1600/SAM_0253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwKFktbMSI/AAAAAAAAL0k/p8fRc4ojVi0/s320/SAM_0253.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark and Tim in Sarah's ger on Christmas.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwKpHnfijI/AAAAAAAAL0o/36OEeedbP2E/s1600/SAM_0257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwKpHnfijI/AAAAAAAAL0o/36OEeedbP2E/s320/SAM_0257.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark and Saraa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwLZBVTn0I/AAAAAAAAL0s/HAKBpgoW-6c/s1600/SAM_0258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwLZBVTn0I/AAAAAAAAL0s/HAKBpgoW-6c/s320/SAM_0258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eun-Joo and Anhaa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwMQmNNreI/AAAAAAAAL0w/xlwomFplaHM/s1600/SAM_0259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwMQmNNreI/AAAAAAAAL0w/xlwomFplaHM/s320/SAM_0259.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saraa and Tim&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwNIphaCrI/AAAAAAAAL00/K6CtU3fXIRw/s1600/SAM_0255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwNIphaCrI/AAAAAAAAL00/K6CtU3fXIRw/s320/SAM_0255.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner: steamed broccoli with parmesan cheese, focaccia bread, green bean casserole, beef tenderloin with a yummy sauce, and pumpkin gnocchi! Not pictured are the appetizers: crab cakes and bacon and water chestnut wraps!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwOa_m43LI/AAAAAAAAL04/166HkWkog-s/s1600/SAM_0261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwOa_m43LI/AAAAAAAAL04/166HkWkog-s/s320/SAM_0261.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dessert: pumpkin pie, apple pie, Christmas cookies, and chocolate cake with peppermint icing!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-4927057439204068461?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/4927057439204068461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=4927057439204068461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/4927057439204068461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/4927057439204068461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-second-very-gery-christmas.html' title='Our Second Very Gery Christmas'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TRwI0_zKp_I/AAAAAAAAL0g/xes5yZsmrA4/s72-c/SAM_0250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-964108752378736102</id><published>2010-12-24T10:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T10:41:44.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A reminder to be grateful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;y Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday season we are constantly reminded of who we love, why we love them, and how we're "supposed" to show them we care. &amp;nbsp;The weeks surrounding Christmas are full of giving and receiving in many forms. &amp;nbsp;Today I was reminded of how much impact a gift can have...and that we should always be grateful of our blessings in life. &amp;nbsp;This reminder came in the form of a note titled "Long Distance Parents from Heaven". &amp;nbsp;I was tasked to edit (after my translator changed the text from Mongolian to English) this note written by a World Vision staff member who interviewed a young boy involved in the World Vision Partnership Program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I talked for a few minutes to a boy who is too small for his age and whose maturity is beyond his years.&amp;nbsp; He said that there were originally 6 in his family.&amp;nbsp; His parents died when he was really young. &amp;nbsp;Now he lives with his brother and sister, and his other sister has her own family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After his parents died their life became very difficult; they always had problems with buying food and clothes. &amp;nbsp;When he was 2, he became involved in the World Vision Sponsorship Program and he thought God gave him second parents who lived in Korea - which is far away. &amp;nbsp;They send him money twice a year. &amp;nbsp;When he receives the presents he buys his favorite meals and clothes like other kids who have parents. &amp;nbsp;He promises to repay their favor and be a good person.&amp;nbsp; World Vision is the only organization which has ever helped him and his family. &amp;nbsp;He and his siblings are very grateful for that. &amp;nbsp;He wishes all the best to the World Vision Staff and hopes their humanitarian actions be always be sacred and holy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;We have so much to be grateful for, and so much to give. &amp;nbsp;Show someone how much you care this holiday season. &amp;nbsp;And don't forget to "repay their favor and be a good person"... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas from Kara and Mark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-964108752378736102?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/964108752378736102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=964108752378736102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/964108752378736102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/964108752378736102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/12/reminder-to-be-grateful.html' title='A reminder to be grateful...'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-422570660985475797</id><published>2010-12-23T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T16:30:55.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We wish you a...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQhfIOrrBdI/AAAAAAAAAfY/bnZkDCndLfQ/s1600/ChristmasPhoto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQhfIOrrBdI/AAAAAAAAAfY/bnZkDCndLfQ/s400/ChristmasPhoto.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishing everyone a very happy holiday season. &amp;nbsp;Merry Christmas from Mongolia!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-4219323001191447049?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/4219323001191447049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=4219323001191447049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/4219323001191447049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/4219323001191447049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-from-mercy-corps.html' title='Merry Christmas from Mercy Corps Arkhangai!'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQhfIOrrBdI/AAAAAAAAAfY/bnZkDCndLfQ/s72-c/ChristmasPhoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-1975587156284192007</id><published>2010-12-14T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T14:29:46.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiin Jil setup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of year again. &amp;nbsp;Shiin Jil (translation: New Year): a combination of everything Christmas, &amp;nbsp;New Years, and a bit of 4th of July thrown in. &amp;nbsp;Though the parties have not yet begun, we here at Mercy Corps in Arkhangai felt like getting into the spirit. &amp;nbsp;So we "decorated". &amp;nbsp;This year has been nothing short of spectacular in terms of decorations - it looks like a clown just walked in to our office and shot off the equivalent of a confetti-packed potato gun. &amp;nbsp;Streamers, balloons, and tinsel are everywhere. &amp;nbsp;We spent about 3 hours putting together this beautiful chaos, and we now get to smile whenever we see the faces of the people that walk in for the first time! &amp;nbsp;I hope it does the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it all came together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFCXypplI/AAAAAAAAAe4/nh5AkPVPigc/s1600/DSC03708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFCXypplI/AAAAAAAAAe4/nh5AkPVPigc/s320/DSC03708.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It started innocently enough with tinsel cut into letters to form the phrase Happy New Year. &amp;nbsp;I was thinking "how cute". &amp;nbsp;And then came the swirly balloons.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFKCpV10I/AAAAAAAAAe8/4yA_zuqMT1k/s1600/DSC03711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFKCpV10I/AAAAAAAAAe8/4yA_zuqMT1k/s320/DSC03711.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My director Dashga decided to have some fun with the crazy balloons. &amp;nbsp;I think he was trying to tell me he's a reindeer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFRtjUGnI/AAAAAAAAAfA/XPSRQz1Awxk/s1600/DSC03713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFRtjUGnI/AAAAAAAAAfA/XPSRQz1Awxk/s320/DSC03713.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next came the tinsel streamers that were each individually hung from a thin piece of scotch tape that was probably 12 feet long. &amp;nbsp;We made 3 sets of these.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcGCJ3BHwI/AAAAAAAAAfU/baAxyxA4IxA/s1600/DSC03726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcGCJ3BHwI/AAAAAAAAAfU/baAxyxA4IxA/s320/DSC03726.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to string the thin tinsel like a chandelier. &amp;nbsp;Turned out kinda cool actually.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFZHmX6pI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Oo0jtyLHJL8/s1600/DSC03715.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFZHmX6pI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Oo0jtyLHJL8/s320/DSC03715.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we decided it would be cool to make a tree shape on the window. &amp;nbsp;It's not the prettiest thing in the world, but it adds to the impressive overall display.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFhPn-pFI/AAAAAAAAAfI/tRsqT33ICqo/s1600/DSC03718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFhPn-pFI/AAAAAAAAAfI/tRsqT33ICqo/s320/DSC03718.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting closer to being finished. &amp;nbsp;We've got tinsel everywhere, balloons hanging from the ceiling, and we've added the years to the wall. &amp;nbsp;Can you see the little white puffs of cotton hanging every 8 inches or so? &amp;nbsp;That's supposed to be snow. Balls of snow the size of golf balls. &amp;nbsp;We were going for realistic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFpG1cFuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/AO1jl3LjWnI/s1600/DSC03721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFpG1cFuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/AO1jl3LjWnI/s320/DSC03721.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view you get immediately upon walking into our office.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcF4fccOeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/2tWRvL4l2DU/s1600/DSC03724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcF4fccOeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/2tWRvL4l2DU/s320/DSC03724.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And one from the opposite end of the room for good measure.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-1975587156284192007?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/1975587156284192007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=1975587156284192007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1975587156284192007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1975587156284192007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/12/shiin-jil-setup.html' title='Shiin Jil setup'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TQcFCXypplI/AAAAAAAAAe4/nh5AkPVPigc/s72-c/DSC03708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-1600851603006348561</id><published>2010-12-05T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T20:00:20.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Lifestyles Project</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I'd let you all know about an opportunity to support a project I'm working on. The project is the Arkhangai Healthy Lifestyles Project (I believe I mentioned it in a previous post). We received funding from the Millennium Challenge Corporation but we are seeking some additional funds for part of the project. You can learn a little more about the project &lt;a href="https://www.peacecorps.gov/index.cfm?shell=donate.contribute.projDetail&amp;amp;projdesc=309-038"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. And if you feel called to, you can also donate to the project on that site as well. By donating through Peace Corps your donation is tax-deductible. (&lt;a href="http://www.peacecorps.gov/index.cfm?shell=donate.faq"&gt;Donation FAQs&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-1600851603006348561?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/1600851603006348561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=1600851603006348561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1600851603006348561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1600851603006348561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/12/healthy-lifestyles-project.html' title='Healthy Lifestyles Project'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-5300362124100520277</id><published>2010-12-01T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T16:12:28.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;by Kara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last week we went to &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Ulaanbaatar&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; for flu shots, for my GRE, and to celebrate Thanksgiving with Peace Corps Staff and Volunteers. We also snuck up to Erdenet for a few days and saw some friends who live there. Erdenet is the third largest city in Mongolia and has most of the benefits of a big city – of primary importance for me, availability of a diversity of food. They even have home pizza delivery! You don’t even have to call – you just send them a text message. And this is also possible because they have relevant addresses! I know, pretty amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are some photos of Erdenet:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX3XR9VmjI/AAAAAAAALxc/6TdnzaiTFYM/s1600/SAM_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX3XR9VmjI/AAAAAAAALxc/6TdnzaiTFYM/s320/SAM_0011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a huge Soviet and Russian influence in Erdenet, exemplified by the images of Marx and Lenin. I think this something about how Marx's teachings are the best and most powerful. I could be wrong though.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX5NOrdwII/AAAAAAAALxg/rbascXAJ3bA/s1600/SAM_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX5NOrdwII/AAAAAAAALxg/rbascXAJ3bA/s320/SAM_0012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lenin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX6gNC32VI/AAAAAAAALxk/UrQwYW-ryPs/s1600/SAM_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX6gNC32VI/AAAAAAAALxk/UrQwYW-ryPs/s320/SAM_0015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though you can't exactly tell because we're all bundled up (it was FREEZING that day), that's Mark and I at the friendship monument. (Showing the friendship between Russia and Mongolia. Awwww.)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX73ajlDAI/AAAAAAAALxo/cDf1Q7Zf6Bo/s1600/Erdenet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="63" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX73ajlDAI/AAAAAAAALxo/cDf1Q7Zf6Bo/s320/Erdenet.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erdenet, in its all glory.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After we got the flu shots, the GRE, and travels to Erdenet out of the way (Erdenet was good, but still required another 13 hours on a bus, a few of which were spent with the girl next to me playing with my hair), we got to enjoy more time with friends in UB. Peace Corps brought in all the volunteers from our group for shots, so it was a nice little reunion for all of us. Overall the trip left us happy, but broke (UB is expensive!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are some photos of our great Thanksgiving celebration:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX9c3M_yXI/AAAAAAAALxs/sgDybaD2hnA/s1600/SAM_0023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX9c3M_yXI/AAAAAAAALxs/sgDybaD2hnA/s320/SAM_0023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the meal we ate on Thanksgiving (our big Thanksgiving meal with everybody was on the Saturday following Thanksgiving, because having it on a Saturday is more convenient). We decided on Indian food - really, really good Indian food. I was really excited in this photo because the restaurant brought out a free little snack for us while we were waiting for our friends to arrive. That's very fancy for a restaurant here.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX-7Ynm7AI/AAAAAAAALx4/pfcB6F6d0sU/s1600/SAM_0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX-7Ynm7AI/AAAAAAAALx4/pfcB6F6d0sU/s320/SAM_0025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The friends we ate Thanksgiving dinner with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX_5dozJiI/AAAAAAAALx8/t_U4WzsvIWI/s1600/SAM_0030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX_5dozJiI/AAAAAAAALx8/t_U4WzsvIWI/s320/SAM_0030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The real Thanksgiving feast! This was taken far before all of the food had arrived. The table towards the back was JUST turkey! It was awesome.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPYA2sY6A4I/AAAAAAAALyA/PJcV6SlSckk/s1600/SAM_0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPYA2sY6A4I/AAAAAAAALyA/PJcV6SlSckk/s320/SAM_0037.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My (first) plate of food.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPYCWjPWOkI/AAAAAAAALyE/JKmV8McpkTo/s1600/SAM_0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPYCWjPWOkI/AAAAAAAALyE/JKmV8McpkTo/s320/SAM_0040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The married ladies of Peace Corps Mongolia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-5300362124100520277?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/5300362124100520277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=5300362124100520277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5300362124100520277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5300362124100520277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TPX3XR9VmjI/AAAAAAAALxc/6TdnzaiTFYM/s72-c/SAM_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-5086201145121310599</id><published>2010-11-17T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T08:27:59.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's been nearly a month since we've posted any updates I just wanted to let it be known that we're alive and doing well! Life has just been moving ahead somewhat normally this past month. We've both been busy working on projects at work and I've been busy studying for the GRE in my spare time. We're headed to UB (the capital) soon for the GRE, to get flu shots, and to celebrate Thanksgiving with about 150 people (all PCVs and staff). We're also taking a short trip up to Erdenet, a town north of UB and the third biggest city in Mongolia. My friend who lives there says it's "better than Paris" in fact. We're looking forward to seeing another part of Mongolia, seeing friends, and doing some work while we're there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wish you all a happy Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-5086201145121310599?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/5086201145121310599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=5086201145121310599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5086201145121310599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5086201145121310599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/11/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-4146013481446425027</id><published>2010-10-21T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T14:29:46.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcohol Awareness Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_F9vhqVdI/AAAAAAAALvQ/a5VD9w6h3Aw/s1600/DSCN7505.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_F9vhqVdI/AAAAAAAALvQ/a5VD9w6h3Aw/s320/DSCN7505.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the planning committee with the Alcohol Awareness Week sign&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of the coolest things I've been a part of in Mongolia...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Last week was Alcohol Awareness Week in Mongolia. This is an initiative that was started by Peace Corps Volunteers this year. It was started to raise awareness about the effects and consequences that alcohol use has on people's lives and on their community as a whole. Mongolia is fortunate to have almost no problems with drugs other than tobacco and alcohol; "hard" drugs are virtually non-existent. However, alcohol abuse is rampant here. We just wanted to take a week to get people thinking about the role alcohol plays in their life, in their family, and in their community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCVs in towns across the country planned events. In our town my sitemate Sarah led the effort, but all of the volunteers were involved. My counterparts (coworkers) got especially involved which was really awesome. Altogether the week was planned&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by PCVs, Government officials, the Police Department, the Children’s Center, and the Health Department. The week’s activities included (but were not limited to) a poster and essay contest for children, lessons about alcohol use from the Health Department at all of the schools, and a survey about alcohol for students (my counterparts and I did that!). To publicize the week’s events the planning committee was interviewed by the local TV station!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The most exciting part of the week was the rally on Friday. This video that Mark made explains it best:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M2KopZRyFWs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M2KopZRyFWs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_Hmg4FeaI/AAAAAAAALvY/NN9L-h10mGo/s1600/DSCN7506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_Hmg4FeaI/AAAAAAAALvY/NN9L-h10mGo/s320/DSCN7506.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the posters that was entered into the poster contest. It's even 3D!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_HXE0f42I/AAAAAAAALvU/WcVvEsxKTvw/s1600/Rally.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="38" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_HXE0f42I/AAAAAAAALvU/WcVvEsxKTvw/s320/Rally.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on this to see a bigger version - it shows ALL the students who attended the rally!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_H25Wo3PI/AAAAAAAALvc/gUr0GbASySY/s1600/DSCN7509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_H25Wo3PI/AAAAAAAALvc/gUr0GbASySY/s320/DSCN7509.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A class with the poster they made. They even made matching badges for the event. (The little yellow circles on their shirts.)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_ICQc8_zI/AAAAAAAALvg/qRIK1_VOJTs/s1600/DSCN7521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_ICQc8_zI/AAAAAAAALvg/qRIK1_VOJTs/s320/DSCN7521.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bonus points were awarded for Japanimation style posters. (Not really)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_IpHOG1rI/AAAAAAAALv0/UUTK7AIxPOE/s1600/DSCN7556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_IpHOG1rI/AAAAAAAALv0/UUTK7AIxPOE/s320/DSCN7556.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The parade!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_IZ-3UkDI/AAAAAAAALvo/HDxZTBYSvzM/s1600/DSCN7544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_IZ-3UkDI/AAAAAAAALvo/HDxZTBYSvzM/s320/DSCN7544.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;More signs&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_IPYh-dmI/AAAAAAAALvk/Fo63VjDg3SQ/s1600/DSCN7534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TL_IPYh-dmI/AAAAAAAALvk/Fo63VjDg3SQ/s320/DSCN7534.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Архи" (the word on the sign) means alcohol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Your Information:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Statistics About Alcohol Use in Mongolia*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is one store selling alcohol for every 273 people in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;22% scored positive on AUDIT (8% F; 39% M) meaning they drink at a hazardous level.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;13.6% are alcohol dependent (5% F; 22% M) based on the Composite Informational Diagnostic Interview (CIDI).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7.7% of males age 15-19 drink more than 60 grams of alcohol a day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;18.6% have been in serious fights with injuries due to alcohol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;15% have been arrested due to alcohol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;20% regularly spend money on alcohol that they need for food and other essentials&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;10% have significant marital problems due to alcohol consumption&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The average male spends more than 32,000 tugrugs a month on alcohol (that's about 30% of a minimum wage salary or 16% of my salary which I think is an average salary)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;18.6% will be admitted to the hospital due to alcohol or alcohol related injuries.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Drinkers are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twice as likely to have depression&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twice as likely to have excessive stress&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Three times as likely to have a heart attack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Four times as likely to have a serious head injury&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Five times as likely to have cirrhosis of the liver&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*All statistics were taken from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Epidemiological Study on the Prevalence of Alcohol Consumption, Alcohol Drinking Patterns, and Alcohol Related Harms in Mongolia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhJXXZ3MrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Z8o14EXXQEw/s1600/DSCN7481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhJXXZ3MrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Z8o14EXXQEw/s320/DSCN7481.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are 7 guys involved, 2 ropes, 5 jumpers!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhMfEFUV0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/OWhqTu6M2Tc/s1600/DSCN7484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhMfEFUV0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/OWhqTu6M2Tc/s320/DSCN7484.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on the pic to enlarge it, that is 1 larger guy with two guys on his shoulders and one wrapped around his waist - and he's still managing to jumprope!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhNHGi6CLI/AAAAAAAAAa4/OvN2EqM7yEc/s1600/DSCN7486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhNHGi6CLI/AAAAAAAAAa4/OvN2EqM7yEc/s320/DSCN7486.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uh yes, 3 guys jumping simultaneously to jumprope!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhNzncPQcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/TkEs9xLLd_Q/s1600/DSCN7489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhNzncPQcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/TkEs9xLLd_Q/s320/DSCN7489.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does anyone else think it looks like her head is coming up through the table?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhKhgXrDrI/AAAAAAAAAao/X7auuZqyGm0/s1600/DSCN7491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhKhgXrDrI/AAAAAAAAAao/X7auuZqyGm0/s320/DSCN7491.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is balancing on a pole with a bite rag - yes, just her teeth are touching anything!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhKv4-OkyI/AAAAAAAAAas/boz2hEzlUjw/s1600/DSCN7494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhKv4-OkyI/AAAAAAAAAas/boz2hEzlUjw/s320/DSCN7494.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tim attempting to show the clowns that he knows how to swing a jumprope properly.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhOr-VE4WI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Sps4eqrn2tw/s1600/DSCN7500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhOr-VE4WI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Sps4eqrn2tw/s320/DSCN7500.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me shakin' my "abacus" - oh and you can see Tim in the corner waiting to slam his cymbal into the floor!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhPSaL0HSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/G6Mb0ECu_I4/s1600/DSCN7502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhPSaL0HSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/G6Mb0ECu_I4/s320/DSCN7502.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the high-flyin' antics of this crew...and note the outfits and hair-do's...these guys were serious! &amp;nbsp;Oh and there definitely weren't any safety nets or harnesses. &amp;nbsp;Like I said...serious.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-2340988093808314370?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/2340988093808314370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=2340988093808314370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2340988093808314370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2340988093808314370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/10/circus.html' title='The Circus'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TLhJXXZ3MrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Z8o14EXXQEw/s72-c/DSCN7481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-324644789666452079</id><published>2010-10-11T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T15:44:30.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trade Fair Photos</title><content type='html'>If you'd like to see photos (loaded on to Facebook) of the 2010 Arkhangai Partnership Trade Fair, click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=68624&amp;amp;id=1180419840&amp;amp;l=7e3f19526d"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;The final tally for the 3 day event was 212 businesses, totaling 228 million tugriks in sales (roughly $175,000). &amp;nbsp;It was quite a successful event!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-324644789666452079?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/324644789666452079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=324644789666452079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/324644789666452079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/324644789666452079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/10/trade-fair-photos.html' title='Trade Fair Photos'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-2504118857694995710</id><published>2010-10-09T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T13:13:59.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distributing Wheelchairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I wasn't there for this particular event, I felt it was an important task that my co-workers were involved with and I was quite proud to hear of the results.&amp;nbsp; An organization from California that focuses on distributing wheelchairs to disabled persons around the world, partnered with their counterpart organization here in Mongolia.&amp;nbsp; Together, last month, they visited Arkhangai and Zavkhan aimags, giving out 89 wheelchairs to individuals aged 3-88.&amp;nbsp; My Mercy Corps office staff (those involved in the FIELD project that works with disabled person's organizations in the community) was tasked with organizing the events where these were given out.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TK_35yBJ68I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/0upyqYEKRoc/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TK_35yBJ68I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/0upyqYEKRoc/s320/1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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After months of knowing we might have to move she found a buyer -- Mark's other coworker! However, first, our coworkers had to find us a new apartment. This process turned out to be, well, quite a process. First, the people who bought the apartment wanted to move in on Saturday, September 25 (which was only a few days after they officially bought the apartment) because it is a good day in Mongolia. It being a "good day" means it's lucky for things like hair-cutting ceremonies (see last post), weddings, and moving. It's not that if you move on a bad day people think they're likely to have the truck break down on that very day, but maybe if something bad happens in general, following the event, the fact that you moved on a bad day could be blamed. Anyway, they wanted to move that day but alas, we had nowhere to live. Sorry new homeowners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it appeared they found us an apt pretty quickly. I got my hopes up about this new place because it had a fridge. (And a full-size oven AND a hot shower! -- hello Posh Corps!) But then when the owner found out we couldn't sign a 12-month lease she pulled out and the search continued. We thought we had another - alas, it fell through. Another two were visited. They wouldn't work. Finally, we found one! And to sweeten the deal the owner said she'd leave the fridge there. I let my hopes get up again for this promised fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When moving day came along the whole deal almost fell through again but somehow, Mark's coworkers managed to keep it all together. Unfortunately, the owner decided at the last minute to take her fridge with her. I'm over it now, but I was pretty sad for about 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving itself went surprisingly smooth! We had seven of my coworkers and one of our sitemates there to help. But Mark and I were amazed at how much stuff we've collected over the past year. A major part of it is due to the fact that we're currently holding all of the things passed down from volunteer to volunteer, so we have tons of books and DVDs. Plus, if there's ever a natural disaster, we have to be the keepers of extra blankets, a kerosene stove, flashlights, candles, etc.&amp;nbsp;Plus, we hoard food like you wouldn't believe. (If you see something you want here in town you buy all of it immediately, as it may never appear again.)&amp;nbsp;Seriously though, I can't believe how much stuff we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all of this, we loaded up my coworker's truck with all our belongings and furniture in 45 minutes and - get ready to be impressed - we unloaded it into our new 3rd floor apartment in 23 minutes flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We unpacked it all into our new, small apartment over the weekend and we're pretty much settled in now. Our new apartment is kind of similar to our old one but with a few differences. This one is only a one-room apt, with a separate kitchen and bathroom. Actually, there's a little toilet room and a separate shower room. The shower is way nicer than our older one (we're sooooo happy to have a hot shower again) except that we realized it leaks if you're not careful. Our second day in our new apartment included being yelled at (I'm not&amp;nbsp;exaggerating) by the neighbor who lives below us because it leaked into her apartment. Fun. Anyway, our new apartment also has a bigger kitchen and appears to be warmer than our previous apt, which is going to be awesome in the winter. Overall, it's going to work just fine for the next 10 months or so. (Though I'm still terrified to take a shower and face the wrath of the scary neighbor again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TKqjSPCcR6I/AAAAAAAALuU/QZqEM-up-vg/s1600/DSCN7467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TKqjSPCcR6I/AAAAAAAALuU/QZqEM-up-vg/s320/DSCN7467.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The mess of stuff ready to be moved out in our old apartment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TKqj7m-H3FI/AAAAAAAALuY/62H4p-2tcn4/s1600/DSCN7468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TKqj7m-H3FI/AAAAAAAALuY/62H4p-2tcn4/s320/DSCN7468.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of our worldly possessions in this country precariously perched &amp;nbsp;on my coworker's truck.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-711616172454934276?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/711616172454934276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=711616172454934276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/711616172454934276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/711616172454934276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-moved.html' title='We moved!'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TKqjSPCcR6I/AAAAAAAALuU/QZqEM-up-vg/s72-c/DSCN7467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-3414729560091975060</id><published>2010-09-27T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:54:38.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircutting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Getting your hair cut isn't as simple as you might think. &amp;nbsp;Not when it's supposed to be your first time, and when the symbolism of the event requires all friends/family to be there to witness and partake in said haircutting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;This past weekend Kara and I were fortunate enough to be invited to one of the "events" in traditional Mongolian life that we have had yet to witness. &amp;nbsp;In fact, we were invited to two of these events on the same day. &amp;nbsp;September 25th, 2010 was an auspicious day in the Mongolian calendar - one that would bring good luck to any activity you should choose to partake of. &amp;nbsp;Thus, there were weddings and haircuttings and people moving and putting up gers and all manner of partying - since of course this day could only bring good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Children in Mongolia traditionally wait a few years before receiving their first haircut. &amp;nbsp;For girls, it is best to wait until they are 2 or 4 years old to have this ceremonial haircutting. &amp;nbsp;For boys, they should be 3 or 5. &amp;nbsp;What this means is that it is nearly impossible to tell the gender of small children under four. &amp;nbsp;Little boys run around in pink coats with hair to their shoulders. &amp;nbsp;Thus it's typically acceptable to ask someone what gender their child is...or if you're fortunate enough to see them running around without pants, a common occurrence in the summer, you might be able to avoid the confusion altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Kara and I went to our first haircutting ceremony (which happened to be for my directors' daughter) with this background knowledge, and yet as so often happens in Mongolia, we found ourselves confused as to what was happening around us. &amp;nbsp;This child was not 2 or 4, she wasn't even 6 or 8...this girl was 12!! &amp;nbsp;How could this possibly be her first haircutting? &amp;nbsp;This doesn't seem real? &amp;nbsp;We're not getting the authentic experience! &amp;nbsp;We later learned that this young woman never had her ceremony due to various reasons, and so today was her lucky day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;How it works is actually fairly simple. &amp;nbsp;The young woman goes around the room from person to person. &amp;nbsp;If it's your turn to cut her hair, you grab the scissors with attached blue hadak (ribbon) and bag for catching the hair. &amp;nbsp;You take a small piece of hair, maybe a few inches long, snip snip, put the hair in the little bag, and as you hand back the scissors you also give the child 5000 tugriks (about $4). &amp;nbsp;That's it! &amp;nbsp;Your turn to be involved takes about 20 seconds! &amp;nbsp;Of course this is&amp;nbsp;preceded&amp;nbsp;by about an hour of eating and drinking and greeting all the friends and family of the child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Immediately following this party, we went to another home of my co-worker, who did have a little girl that fit the typical age range. &amp;nbsp;We simply repeated the above procedure. &amp;nbsp;All in all, it was a great experience and another thing we can scratch off the Mongolian To-Do List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TKB0BAYF_dI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SBaiRwt_Dh0/s1600/DSCN7427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TKB0BAYF_dI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SBaiRwt_Dh0/s320/DSCN7427.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kara doing the honors&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TKBzcI1HNBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5j17w1yhi1s/s1600/DSCN7426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TKBzcI1HNBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5j17w1yhi1s/s320/DSCN7426.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My co-worker, Naraa, handing over 5000 tugriks.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-3414729560091975060?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/3414729560091975060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=3414729560091975060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/3414729560091975060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/3414729560091975060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/09/haircutting.html' title='Haircutting'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TKB0BAYF_dI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SBaiRwt_Dh0/s72-c/DSCN7427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-8661019787965752404</id><published>2010-09-23T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T09:40:09.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Update: The Arkhangai Healthy Lifestyles Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;by Kara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s September. The leaves have started changing, it’s getting colder, I’m consuming way more hot beverages everyday, no longer wearing just short-sleeves to work, and trying to get my work up and going again. Like many other PCVs my time this summer was an alternating mix of intensive work – summer camp – and &amp;nbsp;intensive rest. Now that the school year has started it’s time to restart my 9ish to 5ish schedule and put away my flip-flops, tank tops, and cotton skirt. I’ll admit, my work at my organization has gotten off to a bit of a slow start. However, I do have one project which is helping to keep me pretty busy: the Arkhangai Healthy Lifestyles Project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last spring my sitemates (Zaneta and Sarah) and I came up with a fairly elaborate grant proposal (for Peace Corps standards) with the small hope that we’d get funded. To our surprise, the&amp;nbsp;Millennium&amp;nbsp;Challenge Account decided to award us money! I think we shared in unison the response of, “Wow! Yeah! ...Oh crap” – realizing we had to make all the stuff we wrote about a reality. Fortunately, we have a great project team. Zaneta finished up her two years of service and left but we got an equally awesome replacement – Tim. He’s taken her spot at the Health Department. And Sarah is still a teacher. Together, with our counterparts, we make up a nice cross-sector project, combining health, education, and child development (that’s me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So what does the project actually entail? Well first, we’re training student and teacher trainer teams to teach “healthy lifestyles” lessons to all public school 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade students from November to May. Second, we’re doing a couple of trainings with school cooks about nutrition and new cooking ideas. (All elementary students get a free meal/snack daily.) Third, this will all culminate with the first annual Arkhangai Healthy Lifestyles Fair next May. The fair will have cooking contests, a community walk and run, a poster contest (ala “what’s your anti-drug?”), a jeopardy-style knowledge competition, and perhaps diabetes testing and heart disease testing. The goal of this whole thing is to reduce the prevalence of type 2 diabetes and heart disease (the top killers of Mongolians, the latter being the number one killer of people worldwide) by encouraging healthy lifestyles amongst youth. We’re focusing on eating healthy, the importance of exercise, and the risks and consequences of drinking and smoking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why focus on these things? Primarily because that's what the funders wanted. A little background though... The Mongolian diet traditionally consists of meat and dairy products that are high in fat content. This is because Mongolians were traditionally (and about 30% of the population still is) nomadic herders. Being nomadic doesn’t allow you with the time to plant crops and harvest them. However, your animals are always present, which produce said meat and dairy products. Plus, even though you’re eating a lot of fat, you live a very active lifestyle and you burn it off. Now, more and more Mongolians have moved to the aimag centers (provincial capitals) and the city and live sedentary lives – engaging in less physical activity but continuing to eat foods high in fat. Also, while people in the aimag centers have the advantage of having year-round access to fruits and vegetables, they also have access to processed foods, high in trans fats and generally less healthy. In addition, smoking and especially drinking are huge problems (22% of men are alcohol dependent, 39% of men drink at a hazardous level) and both are big risk factors for heart disease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, we’re really just getting started but it’s a pretty cool project and our fingers are crossed we can pull it off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TJqvU_Wdv9I/AAAAAAAALuI/JC6IoIY68Dc/s1600/DSCN7417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TJqvU_Wdv9I/AAAAAAAALuI/JC6IoIY68Dc/s320/DSCN7417.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here's an example of the traditional dairy products I referred two. These are two varieties of aarul -- dried milk curds. They were made in June and have been drying out and hardening all summer. These were given to me yesterday as a thank you from a local English teacher for helping her with her English.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-8661019787965752404?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/8661019787965752404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=8661019787965752404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8661019787965752404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8661019787965752404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/09/work-update-arkhangai-healthy.html' title='Work Update: The Arkhangai Healthy Lifestyles Project'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TJqvU_Wdv9I/AAAAAAAALuI/JC6IoIY68Dc/s72-c/DSCN7417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-752902229507688162</id><published>2010-09-20T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T11:53:48.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arkhangai Trade Fair 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was the 2010 Arkhangai Partnership Trade Fair. &amp;nbsp;The two organizations I work with (Mercy Corps and Knowledge Network) were responsible for bringing nearly 200 businesses from 7 different aimags into one locale. &amp;nbsp;The event was 3 days long. &amp;nbsp;Including the great weather, everything went wonderfully. &amp;nbsp;The diversity of products was incredible, and the produce being sold was of varieties we hadn't seen in town before. Things like real lettuce...canned salsa...packaged pizza. &amp;nbsp;I'll let the pictures do the rest of the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbRURTCCRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nzGtlcl109A/s1600/DSCN7254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbRURTCCRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nzGtlcl109A/s320/DSCN7254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fried Fish from Hovsgul Aimag&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbRrDvQPfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/XajwBh3idfM/s1600/DSCN7255.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbRrDvQPfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/XajwBh3idfM/s320/DSCN7255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbRzTO7zmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/V5zXFHQEUEo/s1600/DSCN7256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbRzTO7zmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/V5zXFHQEUEo/s320/DSCN7256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbTPm5DDWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bkAVn7qVBwA/s1600/DSCN7275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbTPm5DDWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bkAVn7qVBwA/s320/DSCN7275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salsa - this was burn-your-mouth-spicy-HOT!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbUvGTO4XI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/z1J1jZz3GBk/s1600/DSCN7281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbUvGTO4XI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/z1J1jZz3GBk/s320/DSCN7281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbVGkGiP9I/AAAAAAAAAZY/32hyaklNB6g/s1600/DSCN7263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbVGkGiP9I/AAAAAAAAAZY/32hyaklNB6g/s320/DSCN7263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice the stuffed Badger, Marmot, Squirrels, etc.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbWaJNnR7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/cQp374yDkgU/s1600/DSCN7343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbWaJNnR7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/cQp374yDkgU/s320/DSCN7343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few of the performers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbW8PSdSPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zi4VXdMkO4g/s1600/DSCN7416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbW8PSdSPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zi4VXdMkO4g/s320/DSCN7416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arkhangai's Governor handing out the "Grand Prix", or top prize in the trade fair.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures will be posted on Facebook in the coming days - as soon as we figure out why our Internet in town has been going at a snail's pace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-752902229507688162?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/752902229507688162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=752902229507688162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/752902229507688162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/752902229507688162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/09/arkhangai-trade-fair-2010.html' title='Arkhangai Trade Fair 2010'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TJbRURTCCRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nzGtlcl109A/s72-c/DSCN7254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-1556586533822345593</id><published>2010-09-11T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T17:50:17.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soaking Up the Warm Weather</title><content type='html'>Photos from a hike that Mark and I went on today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TItPvhyw4FI/AAAAAAAALto/bKG-VdYaPaY/s1600/DSCN7226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TItPvhyw4FI/AAAAAAAALto/bKG-VdYaPaY/s320/DSCN7226.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's our town, Tsetserleg, in the background&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TItPy1Nc3II/AAAAAAAALts/VoErNjfwHIc/s1600/DSCN7230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TItPy1Nc3II/AAAAAAAALts/VoErNjfwHIc/s320/DSCN7230.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TItP2Gvj_WI/AAAAAAAALtw/9w9c9RpuyNQ/s1600/DSCN7231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TItP2Gvj_WI/AAAAAAAALtw/9w9c9RpuyNQ/s320/DSCN7231.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TItP-WzZKhI/AAAAAAAALt0/kPWgNzE0QfU/s1600/Tsetserleg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="53" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TItP-WzZKhI/AAAAAAAALt0/kPWgNzE0QfU/s320/Tsetserleg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you click on this, you should be able to see a bigger version. We just got a new program that allows us to stitch photos together so we were able to combine a few photos to get a good panoramic shot of our town.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-1556586533822345593?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/1556586533822345593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=1556586533822345593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1556586533822345593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1556586533822345593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/09/soaking-up-warm-weather.html' title='Soaking Up the Warm Weather'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TItPvhyw4FI/AAAAAAAALto/bKG-VdYaPaY/s72-c/DSCN7226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-1860505303089616393</id><published>2010-09-06T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T18:41:57.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know anybody coming to Mongolia?</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a long shot, but&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;I'm looking for people are coming to visit Mongolia sometime between now and June 2011 and who may be interested in helping the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mongolianhelmetproject.com/"&gt;Mongolian Helmet Project&lt;/a&gt;. Donors in the US are helping me collect new and used helmet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;s for child jockeys to wear during the Naadam horse races. This year, in an effort to save money on shipping costs, I'd like to arrange for more helmets to be delivered in hand to Mongolia. Even if the person you know can only bring one helmet, let me know! Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-1860505303089616393?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/1860505303089616393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=1860505303089616393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1860505303089616393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1860505303089616393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/09/know-anybody-coming-to-mongolia.html' title='Know anybody coming to Mongolia?'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-926923279046401938</id><published>2010-09-01T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:00:30.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The citizen's have spoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TH2vxdHCCCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/TWqtrUaj_Y8/s1600/irgenii+duu+hooloi+2010+08_Page_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TH2vxdHCCCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/TWqtrUaj_Y8/s640/irgenii+duu+hooloi+2010+08_Page_4.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on the pic to see an option for viewing a larger version&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just thought you all might like to see my cheesy, smiling face on the 4th page of the August edition of Mercy Corps Mongolia's newspaper "Citizen's Voice". &amp;nbsp;We were spotlighted for our work in our aimag and asked to list everything we've worked on in the past year specifically. &amp;nbsp;Obviously you won't be able to read the text, but you can see my co-workers in the pic! &amp;nbsp;I'm sitting next to my director Dashka and next to him is our driver Tsogoo. &amp;nbsp;In the back row is Azaa (directly behind me), Jackie my translator is next to her, and next to Jackie is Baagii (our Program Officer). &amp;nbsp;Wonderful people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-926923279046401938?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/926923279046401938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=926923279046401938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/926923279046401938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/926923279046401938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/09/citizens-have-spoken.html' title='The citizen&apos;s have spoken'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TH2vxdHCCCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/TWqtrUaj_Y8/s72-c/irgenii+duu+hooloi+2010+08_Page_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-7344354075297415371</id><published>2010-08-18T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:48:54.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling for Tourism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For the last two weeks of July I was a trainer for the soon to be M21 class of volunteers. &amp;nbsp;I was away from my work in Arkhangai, and thus my return in early August prompted a rather quick, albeit necessary trip to the neighboring soums in our aimag. &amp;nbsp;My job was to gather information/documentation, as well as take photos of all of the businesses that will be taking part in the Travel Arkhangai website project we will be launching in January of 2011. &amp;nbsp;We have roughly 30 businesses interested in the project, and so I spent about 6 days gathering photos and business biographies from nearly all of these businesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;While some of these photos may end up on the site, there are many here that were just "extras" and simply show some of the fun we were having on our trip. &amp;nbsp;Along with all of the traveling, we took the time to stop and see historical sites in our aimag, as well as simply stopped to pick berries along our route. &amp;nbsp;I managed to get most of the photos I needed...and returned with a fever that I most definitely needed less so. &amp;nbsp;It was a great trip with my translator and Mercy Corps driver, and I learned a lot about our already wonderful aimag on this adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now that I've returned, I'm actually writing this from UB, as we are back in the capital to see the new volunteers swear-in, and to attend our Mid-Service Training. &amp;nbsp;It's hard to believe we've been "at work" for over a year now. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, enjoy the following pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvprWxwOrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Mf9muB2A0bw/s1600/DSC02416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvprWxwOrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Mf9muB2A0bw/s320/DSC02416.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ger Camp in Tsenker soum - you too could enjoy staying in this beautiful camp for only 25000₮. &amp;nbsp;That's about $19.00/night.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvrk65wt7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/IFN1e5fGSp0/s320/DSCN6739.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or right next door you could stay at this resort (yes, that's a rather large log cabin!). &amp;nbsp;However, rooms range from $35 to $95 each night!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvprWxwOrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Mf9muB2A0bw/s1600/DSC02416.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvr7SJCMdI/AAAAAAAAAVY/N3inzhHLpcY/s320/DSCN6741.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You would however get to eat in a nice restaurant that looks like this and you could find yourself conversing with the Prime Minister of Mongolia - yes, he has been here.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvsJB2X9aI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4flI6S80CTo/s320/DSCN6756.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You could also swim in this wonderful pool heated by the local hot spring. &amp;nbsp;It's something like 120 degrees when the water is put in...you have to wait about 2-3 hours before you can swim...when it's much cooler, more like 106-110 degrees.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvoLI61UUI/AAAAAAAAAVI/kGnRFEiXegY/s1600/DSCN6891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvoLI61UUI/AAAAAAAAAVI/kGnRFEiXegY/s320/DSCN6891.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On this trip I learned that the Turks were previously living in Mongolia (circa 500-700 AD) and left these two large stone pillars in our aimag. &amp;nbsp;Supposedly the translations of the text on the stones is the first known instance of the Turks using their own name ("Turks") in reference to themselves. &amp;nbsp;Interesting...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvrUdMLhtI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/mkQKTfiwW5g/s1600/DSC02419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvrUdMLhtI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/mkQKTfiwW5g/s320/DSC02419.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up in these rocks is a famous monastery. &amp;nbsp;This is the only existing photo of this portion of the trip as our camera died immediately following this snapshot. &amp;nbsp; But you'll have to believe me that there was in fact a large monastery in those hills - if you study the pic you can see man made additions.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvsYSq_MlI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Q1bLHbiQza4/s1600/DSCN6785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvsYSq_MlI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Q1bLHbiQza4/s320/DSCN6785.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This pic was just amazing. &amp;nbsp;It was the first time in Mongolia I can remember being in a location in nature where I felt more enclosed by the trees than the sky. &amp;nbsp;In many ways it reminded me of paths through trees in Washington. &amp;nbsp;It was beautiful.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvslwCtpXI/AAAAAAAAAVk/gY8lWKDHWjY/s1600/DSCN6791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvslwCtpXI/AAAAAAAAAVk/gY8lWKDHWjY/s320/DSCN6791.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are my co-workers laying in the brush/grass picking wild strawberries. &amp;nbsp;You better believe I joined them. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvs0roYofI/AAAAAAAAAVo/i932ZkPMDsw/s1600/DSCN6794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvs0roYofI/AAAAAAAAAVo/i932ZkPMDsw/s320/DSCN6794.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out how small these things were. &amp;nbsp;We picked for over an hour and I probably ate like 25 of those.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvtCHSKcRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ekA_2VNNbYg/s1600/DSCN6872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvtCHSKcRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ekA_2VNNbYg/s320/DSCN6872.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a ger camp called Ogii Tour at Ogii Lake. &amp;nbsp;It's right on the water. &amp;nbsp;Great location, great staff, great bathrooms. &amp;nbsp;All things you should consider when planning your future trip to Arkhangai.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-7344354075297415371?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/7344354075297415371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=7344354075297415371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7344354075297415371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7344354075297415371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/08/traveling-for-tourism.html' title='Traveling for Tourism'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/TGvprWxwOrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Mf9muB2A0bw/s72-c/DSC02416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-4158299645960998797</id><published>2010-07-25T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T13:40:25.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tariat Soum</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago I traveled to Tariat Soum with my sitemate Sarah and her visiting mom and sister. (Mark had to go to UB so was unable to join us, but he's already been to Tariat with his work.) Tariat is way out in the countryside and is known for being really beautiful. Fortunately it was, otherwise the bumpiest car ride I've ever been on would not have been worth it. Here are some images from the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvLQfiWXwI/AAAAAAAALp8/a4C4_ytGgIo/s1600/DSCN6374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvLQfiWXwI/AAAAAAAALp8/a4C4_ytGgIo/s320/DSCN6374.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvLl8VPy3I/AAAAAAAALqA/WSjeHobBD3A/s1600/DSCN6376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvLl8VPy3I/AAAAAAAALqA/WSjeHobBD3A/s320/DSCN6376.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvMCiIEI7I/AAAAAAAALqE/KX26ciOF3d0/s1600/DSCN6378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvMCiIEI7I/AAAAAAAALqE/KX26ciOF3d0/s320/DSCN6378.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvMis2fsuI/AAAAAAAALqI/OZzrNWGbVo8/s1600/DSCN6379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvMis2fsuI/AAAAAAAALqI/OZzrNWGbVo8/s320/DSCN6379.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvNbd1WGMI/AAAAAAAALqU/cr7xYjcm4nk/s1600/DSCN6393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvNbd1WGMI/AAAAAAAALqU/cr7xYjcm4nk/s320/DSCN6393.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-4158299645960998797?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/4158299645960998797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=4158299645960998797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/4158299645960998797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/4158299645960998797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/07/tariat-soum.html' title='Tariat Soum'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEvLQfiWXwI/AAAAAAAALp8/a4C4_ytGgIo/s72-c/DSCN6374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-6703510137705464512</id><published>2010-07-24T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T20:58:28.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Camp</title><content type='html'>by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a long, full 7 days of children's summer camp that the organization I work with is running all summer. I'm too tired to do much of a write up, but here are some pictures from the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TErciD1Xe_I/AAAAAAAALpk/jST-sZ51OZo/s1600/DSCN6400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TErciD1Xe_I/AAAAAAAALpk/jST-sZ51OZo/s320/DSCN6400.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids' cabins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEreaI28esI/AAAAAAAALpo/39hvOlE7MSo/s1600/DSCN6563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEreaI28esI/AAAAAAAALpo/39hvOlE7MSo/s320/DSCN6563.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Morning line-up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEre6WCyC7I/AAAAAAAALps/hNWiGHZsPus/s1600/DSCN6445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TEre6WCyC7I/AAAAAAAALps/hNWiGHZsPus/s320/DSCN6445.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TErfVTcfDlI/AAAAAAAALpw/Nr2T0RYac_k/s1600/DSCN6486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TErfVTcfDlI/AAAAAAAALpw/Nr2T0RYac_k/s320/DSCN6486.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TErgNFK3jMI/AAAAAAAALp0/PfUIhvCdiaQ/s1600/DSCN6436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TErgNFK3jMI/AAAAAAAALp0/PfUIhvCdiaQ/s320/DSCN6436.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taking pictures for the photo scavenger hunt&amp;nbsp;- made possible by Josh and Elizabeth, who donated cameras!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TErg3oonZRI/AAAAAAAALp4/4p6t311L07M/s1600/DSCN6426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TErg3oonZRI/AAAAAAAALp4/4p6t311L07M/s320/DSCN6426.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_135896316"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_135896317"&gt;Happy kids, pretty sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-6703510137705464512?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/6703510137705464512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=6703510137705464512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6703510137705464512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6703510137705464512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-camp.html' title='Summer Camp'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/TErciD1Xe_I/AAAAAAAALpk/jST-sZ51OZo/s72-c/DSCN6400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-5432947948968808972</id><published>2010-07-12T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:48:13.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naadam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;by Kara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Last weekend, July 10-11, our province held it's Naadam festival. Naadam is an annual, national event in Mongolia. There's a big festival in the capital, but each province holds it's own. Last year we got to see this celebration in a different province, but I didn't get to see very much. This year we spent the full two-days at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The festival involves three sports:&amp;nbsp;horse-racing,&amp;nbsp;wrestling, and archery. You may remember that one of the projects I've been working on is the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.mongolianhelmetproject.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mongolian Helmet Project&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I found donors to contribute new and used helmets for the child jockeys to wear in the horse races. The project was pretty successful! We met our goal and collected over 100 helmets. We distributed many of the helmets the day before the race. Many of the kids wore them in the races too! My coworkers did a great job coordinating the distribution of the helmets and really helped sell the idea of wearing the helmets to the trainers. Hopefully, with each year, more and more kids will wear the helmets in the races, and eventually they'll all be wearing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I could go on and on about Naadam, but to really see what it's all about, take a look at the photos I've posted here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=236678&amp;amp;id=504170728&amp;amp;l=db262dce87"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=236678&amp;amp;id=504170728&amp;amp;l=db262dce87&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; 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site that features Kara's guest post. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-1558628314599267641?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/1558628314599267641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=1558628314599267641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1558628314599267641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/1558628314599267641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/07/water-charity.html' title='Water Charity'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-6941988713373090570</id><published>2010-07-05T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T14:27:41.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since we've posted - don't fear...we simply made a quick 4 week trip back to the U.S. to see friends and family. &amp;nbsp;We're back now! &amp;nbsp;We went back to take part in 2 weddings, a HS graduation, 2 Mariners games (ya, we won them both!), Father's day, a 50th birthday party...and hours upon hours of catching up with those we love! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing how busy we are in the coming months, I'm sure we'll have plenty of material to write about when the time comes. &amp;nbsp;As for now, we simply want to say thank you for all those that took the time to meet with us on short notice, and for those that fed us and provided housing. &amp;nbsp;It was a whirlwind time in the States, and we know that just as that went so quickly, so will our remaining 13 months here. &amp;nbsp;Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-6941988713373090570?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/6941988713373090570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=6941988713373090570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6941988713373090570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6941988713373090570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/07/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-3170259615845456745</id><published>2010-05-27T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T11:41:17.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmern Comes to Mongolia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Andrew Zimmern filmed an episode of his show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelchannel.com/TV_Shows/Bizarre_Foods/Episodes_Travel_Guides/Episode_Mongolia"&gt;Bizarre Foods&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; right here in Mongolia! It airs Thursday, May 27 at 8:00pm on the Travel Channel, which means if you're reading this right as I post it you still have time to watch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Admittedly, I haven't watched all of it yet, but from what I've seen so far I think it provides some interesting information and shows you what life is like for some people here. Just remember that Andrew Zimmern tries to find the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;most &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;bizarre foods that he can; in other words, I don't eat sheep's head on a regular basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-3170259615845456745?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/3170259615845456745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=3170259615845456745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/3170259615845456745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/3170259615845456745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/05/bizarre-foods-with-andrew-zimmern-comes.html' title='Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmern Comes to Mongolia'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-3905564027897534291</id><published>2010-05-21T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:58:43.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Days Until America! (And how you might be able to help me with a project idea...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I will be departing from Mongolia on May 31 and arriving in America on June 1 for our one-month vacation! We're both really excited! Other than simply going to seeing our friends and family we have a lot to celebrate in June: my best friend Shivali is getting married and I'm a bridesmaid, Mark's brother is getting married and Mark will be the Best Man, my brother is graduating high school, my dad is turning 50, and it will be our 3rd wedding anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the US also gives me the opportunity to bring back 35 helmets for my helmet project. This helmets were generously donated by an individual and are waiting at my parents' house. It's going to be interesting trying to get them all back here, but between the two of us, we think we can manage it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I also have another idea of something I'd like to bring back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;After returning to Mongolia this summer I'll be spending most of July and August at my work's summer camp. I'm a little overwhelmed at the prospect of working and speaking Mongolian almost 24/7 but I think that overall, it's going to be a really fun experience. I don't usually get to spend very much time working directly with children here, and this will offer me plenty of time to do that. I'm going to help teach English, life skills lessons, games, sports, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here's my idea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I'd like to bring back some digital cameras to use at camp. While some people have cameras here, they are still pretty rare. I've become the official photographer for my work and have taken at least 1,500 photos for them! They want me to take pictures of everything! And kids almost always love having their picture taken and if I let them use my camera, they have a blast. I'd like to bring back some cameras to use in activities at camp this summer. It'd be a real treat for the kids and I think they'd have a lot of fun. Plus, we could use the cameras after camp, during the next school year in a photography club. There are very few extra-curricular opportunities for kids to participate in and this would give them a new, fun thing to participate in. It's especially good for kids who aren't good at sports, since sports is one of the few things kids can do here in their free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S_XnHM3UtgI/AAAAAAAAJhI/SDffSmvVofI/s1600/camera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S_XnHM3UtgI/AAAAAAAAJhI/SDffSmvVofI/s200/camera.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking that maybe some of you have gotten a new camera in the past few years and have an old one lying around that you might be willing to donate. I'm not looking for new cameras and they don't have to be fancy - just something that works, has a screen you can view the photos on, and maybe stays charged for more than 5 minutes at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to donate an old camera, let me know! We'll be in the US until June 28. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-3905564027897534291?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/3905564027897534291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=3905564027897534291&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/3905564027897534291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/3905564027897534291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/05/11-days-until-america-and-how-you-might.html' title='11 Days Until America! (And how you might be able to help me with a project idea...)'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S_XnHM3UtgI/AAAAAAAAJhI/SDffSmvVofI/s72-c/camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-6969171376470022072</id><published>2010-05-18T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:13:29.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sustainable Tourism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case anyone was interested in what I've been working on for the past 4 months...this is what I've been up to. &amp;nbsp;Starting in January of this year I began writing a 3 part training on Sustainable Tourism in Mongolia, specifically in our region of Arkhangai. &amp;nbsp;I mixed in many aspects of business basics in general, but had a tourism industry theme throughout. &amp;nbsp;I started by putting a powerpoint together so that I could have a general idea of what I wanted to cover, and I used the slides and the slide contents to form an outline for the training manual I had in mind. &amp;nbsp;The entire powerpoint ended up being something like 55 slides (over 3 parts), and the entire training manual ended up being 69 pages long. &amp;nbsp;It took three months to write and I was fairly proud of the work, even though I was fully aware it was just a rough draft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of April, we decided it was time for me to pass along the knowledge I had gathered. &amp;nbsp;My translator and I worked on translating the entire powerpoint into Mongolian (this took about 2 weeks), and then we set a time to have a 3 day training for the 3 separate parts of the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_I_xkVqHOI/AAAAAAAAATI/D28S1wbiAhI/s1600/DSCN4786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_I_xkVqHOI/AAAAAAAAATI/D28S1wbiAhI/s320/DSCN4786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The training ended up being 4 days because it went much longer than any of us anticipated. &amp;nbsp;The entire thing took just over 12 hours over 4 days, and by the end I think we were all ready to be done. &amp;nbsp; But our rest would be short lived, because even though this training was led by me for the purpose of training two staff members - they would be thrown into the fire just 2 weeks later. &amp;nbsp;We were going to replicate the training in two nearby soums over the next two weekends. &amp;nbsp;So while the two newest trainers were preparing, my translator and I worked on translating the entire 69 pages of the manual into Mongolian. &amp;nbsp;It was a rough draft, but it was good enough for the trainers to use as a reference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_I__EQJhgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6btu29PcOO4/s1600/DSCN5174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_I__EQJhgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6btu29PcOO4/s320/DSCN5174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The two new trainers, Mogii and Khorlo, had 15 participants at their first training - exactly the number we were hoping for. &amp;nbsp;We split the room into two groups and had them working together on everything from SWOT analysis to ideas for business expansion and networking! &amp;nbsp;Overall it was a success...though there were a few bumps along the road. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JAIDlN0KI/AAAAAAAAATY/5ba_d8xRgvo/s1600/DSCN5175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JAIDlN0KI/AAAAAAAAATY/5ba_d8xRgvo/s320/DSCN5175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One of the ways we chose to measure the success of the trainers was for each participant to take both a pre- and post-test. &amp;nbsp;I intentionally made it difficult so that there would continue to be area for improvement over time. &amp;nbsp;I expected about a 33% score on the pre-test, and was hoping for scores to go up on the post-test, not really being sure what sort of numbers to expect. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JARHK7C9I/AAAAAAAAATg/J-Ba3ha2fCA/s1600/DSCN5181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JARHK7C9I/AAAAAAAAATg/J-Ba3ha2fCA/s320/DSCN5181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first soum we visited, Tsenker, scored about a 32% on average for the pre-test and after 4 hours of training those scores jumped to 53%! &amp;nbsp;We were excited, but we knew that a few more things needed to change to make the material a little more accessible to the attendees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JAaUFFifI/AAAAAAAAATo/ULMGP6h-Vos/s1600/DSCN5183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JAaUFFifI/AAAAAAAAATo/ULMGP6h-Vos/s320/DSCN5183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The second soum we visited, Tariat, was known to be a little more knowledgeable of the tourism industry to begin with, so we expected higher pre-test results. &amp;nbsp;We saw that in their 44% average pre-test score. &amp;nbsp;And after 4 hours of training there, we saw post-test results averaging about 56%. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JA61WEwJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/qAsfweK21FY/s1600/DSCN5511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JA61WEwJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/qAsfweK21FY/s320/DSCN5511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know you might be thinking that scores in the 50% range aren't spectacular, but we were thrilled! &amp;nbsp;Overall this meant that with just over 2 weeks of actual experience, our two new local trainers were seeing increases in the level of knowledge of the participants. &amp;nbsp;I personally wasn't worried about everyone scoring really well on their tests, I was more concerned that people were learning and remembering something new from the training. &amp;nbsp;Seeing a 21% and 12% bump in scores over the past 2 weeks made me proud of my trainers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JAu5wJzTI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PuzKQ4GQsJw/s1600/DSCN5504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JAu5wJzTI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PuzKQ4GQsJw/s320/DSCN5504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The other bit of exciting news, and the other part of what I've been working on for the past few months, was the introduction of the Arkhangai Tourism Website Project. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to have to dedicate an entire blog post to that topic as it's a monster of a project, but we got to launch it in the two soums we visited...and early results have been positive! &amp;nbsp;More on that soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JAlPTgg8I/AAAAAAAAATw/V5IKRwVXyfw/s1600/DSCN5188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_JAlPTgg8I/AAAAAAAAATw/V5IKRwVXyfw/s320/DSCN5188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall, our two newest trainers gained an incredible amount of knowledge and experience over the past 4 weeks. &amp;nbsp;I put them through 4 days of intensive training, and threw them right into the training spotlight - with a small hope that they would succeed immediately. &amp;nbsp;I believe they did...and we will all take this experience with us as we continue to teach the tourism businesses of Arkhangai about creating sustainability in their companies! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-6969171376470022072?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/6969171376470022072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=6969171376470022072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6969171376470022072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/6969171376470022072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/05/sustainable-tourism.html' title='Sustainable Tourism'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S_I_xkVqHOI/AAAAAAAAATI/D28S1wbiAhI/s72-c/DSCN4786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-3645071656286869587</id><published>2010-05-14T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T09:57:50.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just posted some photos from the past few months on facebook that you can check out here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=220556&amp;amp;id=504170728&amp;amp;l=36057563dd"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=220556&amp;amp;id=504170728&amp;amp;l=36057563dd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(You don't have to have a facebook account to view the photos.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-3645071656286869587?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/3645071656286869587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=3645071656286869587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/3645071656286869587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/3645071656286869587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-photos.html' title='New Photos'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-8646891087082545796</id><published>2010-05-04T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:02:09.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;by Kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You've all been forced to read through seemingly endless ranting by yours truly about Mongolia's winter (the worst winter in 30 years, did I mention that?) and finally, finally, relief has come. Spring has arrived! I know I'm taunting fate by saying this; it'll inevitably snow tomorrow. BUT, even if it does snow, my shockingly pale skin has been exposed to warm sunlight, and I have a few freckles to show for it. And with the increasing temperatures my spirit has been on the rise as well. It's amazing what a 60+ degree day can do for one's mental health after enduring negative temperatures for seven months. On top of that, I relished the smell of rain yesterday. It was quite pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pics from the little hike Mark and I went on last weekend. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S-AklHKLxaI/AAAAAAAAI5c/PW0F70fx124/s1600/DSCN5065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S-AklHKLxaI/AAAAAAAAI5c/PW0F70fx124/s320/DSCN5065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The view just outside of our apartment building. That is Bulgan Mountain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S-Ak1-Rd3mI/AAAAAAAAI5k/EOyP-ZEdEs4/s1600/DSCN5069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S-Ak1-Rd3mI/AAAAAAAAI5k/EOyP-ZEdEs4/s320/DSCN5069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is me getting heat stroke in the 62 degree sun. That's our town, Tsetserleg, in the background.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S-AlB5MgbwI/AAAAAAAAI5s/gFLBjLOz-98/s1600/DSCN5088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S-AlB5MgbwI/AAAAAAAAI5s/gFLBjLOz-98/s320/DSCN5088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's hard to tell how high we hiked. Just believe us when we say it was an achievement after having spent every weekend inside since October.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-8646891087082545796?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/8646891087082545796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=8646891087082545796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8646891087082545796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8646891087082545796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-is-here.html' title='Spring is here!'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S-AklHKLxaI/AAAAAAAAI5c/PW0F70fx124/s72-c/DSCN5065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-8257498745585031495</id><published>2010-04-29T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:08:10.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Domestic Violence Seminar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;by Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started learning about the domestic violence (DV) situation in Mongolia last summer during training and it really had an impact on me. Then, earlier this year I heard about a woman who was killed by her boyfriend/husband here in my town, which really made the issue hit home. From what I can see, this is an issue that is not very openly discussed and often hidden and ignored in Mongolia. I think this can be true in the U.S. too, but in the U.S. there are usually more resources available to victims. In Mongolia, there is one main organization working to help victims of DV, advocate for DV victims, raise awareness in the community, affect policy, offer counseling to abusers, and help run shelters. This organization is the &lt;a href="http://www.owc.org.mn/ncav/"&gt;National Center Against Violence&lt;/a&gt; (NCAV) and it's located in the capital, Ulaanbaatar. Unfortunately, there are virtually no resources available to DV victims in my aimag. After meeting &amp;nbsp;with NCAV last fall I realized the first step to getting some resources available is to people is to raise awareness about the issue. NCAV suggested we hold a local training/seminar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we needed funding. So, I wrote a grant proposal and submitted it to the U.S. Embassy here in Mongolia and they approved it right away! This grant provided funds for me to bring one of the NCAV staff from UB to Arkhangai and to pay for seminar expenses like lunch, pens, notebooks, room rental, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got the funding, through Mark's work at Mercy Corps I got connected with a great woman who lives here in my town to help me plan the seminar. Her name is Oyunchimeg, or Ochii for short. She works for a small NGO that Mercy Corps helped start. She was immediately really willing to help me. I really needed a great local counterpart to work with to get people to actually attend the seminar. Ochii happens to be really well connected and well respected in the community and said that would be no problem. Planning with her was a little difficult because she doesn't speak English, but I'm kind of used to that anyway. Plus, I got her in touch with the woman from NCAV who agreed to run the training, Narantuya (Naraa for short), and they were able to help each other plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Ochii and Naraa did most of the planning and most of the work. Last week I was pretty nervous about the seminar actually happening because I wasn't able to print the invitations until Wednesday (5 days before the seminar was to occur), but fortunately, Ochii had already been in touch with all of the invitees. Still, printing a fancy little invitation was necessary (that's just what you do here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the morning of the seminar arrived and Naraa and I were to meet at 8:30 at her hotel to walk to the government building together. The seminar was to start at 9:00. I knew the seminar wouldn't actually start at 9:00 but I was a little worried when, after Naraa finished her breakfast, she and I didn't even arrive to the building until 9:08. Then there was a bunch of rapid Mongolian being spoken and it seemed the guard didn't know we had rented out one of the rooms. I know that I had a look of panic on my face, but nobody else seemed that worried. Finally, we got into the room and waited for people to arrive. By 9:30 only a few people had shown up and I was really worried at this point. Again, nobody else seemed really concerned. I was thinking that if we said the seminar started at 9:00 we'd actually start around 9:30 or 10:00. I was a little off. We finally had enough people to get things going by 10:30. Phew! It was actually starting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was pretty smooth sailing. Ochii's assistant helped me with tea breaks (a very necessary part of any Mongolian training, and one of my personal favorite aspects of trainings here) where we served coffee, tea, and cookies. Other than that, I didn't do much. How can I? I don't speak very much Mongolian. Plus, from a community development perspective it was great to see something being led by Mongolians for Mongolians. I just helped put a few people in touch with each other and bring in some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had two full days of training, with a total of about 25 people in attendance. My goal was 35 people, but I was happy with 25. There were government officials, police officers, doctors, NGO workers, my co-worker from the Dept for Children, social workers, and many others. Naraa did a wonderful job leading the training. Many seminars I've seen here in Mongolia involve one person lecturing at the group for hours on end. Naraa had interactive activities, games, icebreakers, and really challenged people to think and analyze the situation. Plus, she's incredibly knowledgeable about this topic (she has a Master's Degree and is working on her PhD) and people really seemed to like and respect her. Today, my coworker who attended the training, said she was really happy she got to attend. She thought it was a really important topic to discuss. I learned that she had actually asked my Director about opening up a shelter in our building, but my Director said no -- twice, also when my other coworker asked her. It's too bad that couldn't work out, but now I know I have another really invested community member to work on this project with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day three we had another meeting with some higher up government officials. Later, Naraa and I met directly with the Governor. I know you might think I live in really small town (we have about 18,000 residents), but meeting with the Governor is still a big deal here. This Governor just started last week, so it seems like nobody knows too much about him. However, from what I could tell, our meeting with him went very well. We told him about the seminar and introduced the idea of opening up a shelter in Arkhangai (which was my original goal all along). He seemed very interested and received the information and idea well. I think the next steps are for the Director of the Social Development Dept (who attended the training) to gather more data and do more research. I'm not sure how involved to be at this point and what my next steps are personally, but Naraa, from NCAV, is very interested in helping guide this process here in Arkhangai and I know I can work with her to keep things moving forward. (She also speaks some English!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I would say the seminar was a success, but I hope that many of us can keep working and do more to get resources available to victims of domestic violence here in my province. My dream is to have a shelter opened up before I leave! (I'm a little nervous to have put that in writing, but maybe it will add some accountability...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l9_0e2fNI/AAAAAAAAH4I/RCwnd4lt2i4/s1600/NCAV+Logo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l9_0e2fNI/AAAAAAAAH4I/RCwnd4lt2i4/s320/NCAV+Logo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l9CX0kVxI/AAAAAAAAH34/6cl7FVS3qyY/s1600/DSCN5035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l9CX0kVxI/AAAAAAAAH34/6cl7FVS3qyY/s320/DSCN5035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Naraa, the trainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l8fv1VcrI/AAAAAAAAH3o/uhasCS94N2s/s1600/DSCN4955.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l8fv1VcrI/AAAAAAAAH3o/uhasCS94N2s/s320/DSCN4955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Seminar participants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l8yDYBgbI/AAAAAAAAH3w/mduU_9UMkO8/s1600/DSCN5034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l8yDYBgbI/AAAAAAAAH3w/mduU_9UMkO8/s320/DSCN5034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Seminar participants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l9T8R-_BI/AAAAAAAAH4A/88qwthjncDc/s1600/DSCN5046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l9T8R-_BI/AAAAAAAAH4A/88qwthjncDc/s320/DSCN5046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Seminar participants playing the "atoms" game after a tea break to get them awake again before the following session started. In atoms the leader calls out a number and a body part and people group together (like atoms). Apparently this one was "four butts". &amp;nbsp;Naraa led this game but I also love leading this game with kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-8257498745585031495?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/8257498745585031495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=8257498745585031495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8257498745585031495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/8257498745585031495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/04/domestic-violence-seminar.html' title='Domestic Violence Seminar'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9l9_0e2fNI/AAAAAAAAH4I/RCwnd4lt2i4/s72-c/NCAV+Logo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-2416762450509199464</id><published>2010-04-25T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:10:37.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;by Kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A quick update on life here... The domestic violence seminar I got funding for and have helped organize is starting tomorrow! The trainer arrived today from UB (by finding a car at the last minute because the bus didn't run today due to bad weather) and we'll begin tomorrow morning at 9am. (Which means we'll probably actually start at 10.) It's a two-day seminar and we should have around 35 attendees. On Wednesday we'll be having more meetings and hopefully meet with the new governor to talk about this issue and talk about opening up a shelter here. Here's hoping and praying it all goes well. I'm really excited for it to actually happen!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's still winter. If you're on facebook you've read my unending complaints. But really, it's April 25 and the high for today was supposed to be 31 F degrees and we received another couple of inches of snow. I mean, come on! I'd like to go just one day, one day, without having to see a dead, frozen dog on my way to work. (Sorry mom, no, I can't rescue them.) Instead of wishing for summer, I've started counting down the days until I'll be in the US. I'm not even hoping for a really hot Washington June, I just want to have temperatures above 30 degrees and not have snow. I hope that's not too much to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So ya, 36 days until I'm sitting comfortably on Korean airlines, being served&amp;nbsp;complimentary&amp;nbsp;food and drinks (which will not include mutton) by beautiful flight attendants, and watching movies for hours on end until I arrive at Seatac airport. I'm really looking forward to seeing friends and family,&amp;nbsp;being a part of my best friend Shivali's wedding,&amp;nbsp;eating tons and tons of amazing food, and taking a break from my work and Mongolia for a while. I just hope I haven't forgotten all of my Mongolian by the time I come back here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Other than that I've been pretty busy at work writing many grant proposals. Writing them myself has actually become a lot easier for me - it's trying to get my counterparts/coworkers to write theirs in Mongolian and have ours match that is the real struggle. I finally brought in a translator of sorts to help in a couple of meetings, which has been very useful. The first time he came in, as he left, he looked at me with an expression of seriousness and sympathy, and said, "Wow, I think your job is very difficult." (re: the language barrier) I could only respond with, "Yes, yes it is." I don't mean to sound like too much of a downer, but geez, Mongolian is still a really, really difficult language. And I think it always will be for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The other highlight of last week was that Sun and Jin finally reunited. Yeah!! Thank you LOST writers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That's all for now. Here's some nice animal pictures for you to enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9Qf3pgB-BI/AAAAAAAAH14/ffMWwRyGYZU/s1600/DSCN4770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9Qf3pgB-BI/AAAAAAAAH14/ffMWwRyGYZU/s320/DSCN4770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our little crazy cat Mishka in her new favorite toy, a box. We had a near death experience one night when she nearly strangled herself on that piece of string though. Seriously, I almost had a heart attack. Mishka was strangely unaffected by the whole event and went back to playing. The string has since been cut off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9QgUBM8FWI/AAAAAAAAH2E/O8zaRyImiGc/s1600/DSCN4774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9QgUBM8FWI/AAAAAAAAH2E/O8zaRyImiGc/s320/DSCN4774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Awww, there she is again. Isn't she cute? She sleeps in strange positions that often resemble high dive poses.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9Qgyvl7LoI/AAAAAAAAH2M/-d0iyiY0N6I/s1600/DSCN4776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9Qgyvl7LoI/AAAAAAAAH2M/-d0iyiY0N6I/s320/DSCN4776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The most recent batch of puppies living in the abandoned building outside of our apartment building that I've become overly attached too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9QhPoCR3II/AAAAAAAAH2U/v4Oei63fkcw/s1600/DSCN4791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9QhPoCR3II/AAAAAAAAH2U/v4Oei63fkcw/s320/DSCN4791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay, this isn't an animal, but it gives me that same warm and fuzzy feeling that cute puppies and kittens do. It's delicious food! These are just the appetizers from an amazing meal our sitemate Sarah cooked. The best part was the spinach artichoke dip, covered in tomatoes, on the left. Do we have spinach or artichoke in our town? No. Does Sarah let that stop her? No. Thank you America for producing such items in cans.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-2416762450509199464?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/2416762450509199464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=2416762450509199464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2416762450509199464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2416762450509199464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/04/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S9Qf3pgB-BI/AAAAAAAAH14/ffMWwRyGYZU/s72-c/DSCN4770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-7467479649135777867</id><published>2010-04-24T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T10:15:07.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day's Wages</title><content type='html'>This is a wonderful movement.  An idea that works.  We've seen something like it work here in Mongolia in fact (not through this program, but the concept was similar).  Enjoy the video.  And if you feel moved...join.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, even after I heard about this idea, I had no idea that the man narrating the video would be one of our past pastors from Seattle (Eugene Cho).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11127668&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11127668&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/11127668"&gt;The Movement of One Day's Wages&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/onedayswages"&gt;One Day&amp;#039;s Wages&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-7467479649135777867?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/7467479649135777867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=7467479649135777867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7467479649135777867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/7467479649135777867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-days-wages.html' title='One Day&apos;s Wages'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-90114527216410512</id><published>2010-04-19T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:23:54.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyramid Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me begin by saying that English Olympics occur all over Mongolia, not just in Arkhangai.  The Olympics themselves are a country-wide test that covers everything from Listening, to Grammar, to Essay writing (it's like a shorter version of the SAT in a foreign language).  The volunteers of the aimag proctor the event and score the tests, but really have little part in the days creation.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, the volunteers in Arkhangai have added an additional day to the contest to spice things up - an event we call Pyramid.  Both of these took place about 3 weeks ago.  All of the Arkhangai volunteers were able to come help out: Ashlee (from Battsengel soum), Katie (from Hashaat soum), and of course Sarah, Zaneta, Kara and myself from here in Tsetserleg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pyramid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one really has a grasp on the origin of this name.  Each school in Arkhangai can send a team of 4 students (1 of each - 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th graders) to compete.  This year we had five separate teams.  They get to pick team names such as The Humans, Black &amp;amp; White, oh and my favorite was Funny Bunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wJ2PrjsUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/1McTyD00K7I/s400/DSCN4672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to prepare for this event, the students were all given 3 separate sets of English text about a month before the competition.  They were to study the 2 page write-ups (one was on the life of Martin Luther King, Jr., another was on the Pyramids in Egypt, and the third was a historical fiction on the holocaust).  They were also told that some of the questions they would be asked would come from information outside of the text - thus forcing them to study the topics in great depth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first part of the Pyramid competition is basically a form of Jeopardy.  There are 8 topics each with a 100, 200, 300, 400, and 500 point scoring choice.  Half of the topics were specific to a member of each grade, and the other half of the questions were asked to the entire team.  They were given 30 seconds to write their answers down on a piece of paper, and then our wonderful judges (Ashlee and Sarah) went around giving thumbs-up or thumbs-down for each team.  When it came time for a specific student from each grade to answer a question, they were asked to come to the front and write their answers down separate from the team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wJ2rEYdtI/AAAAAAAAASA/CRBUfbqBrbk/s400/DSCN4670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wJ3HlG3uI/AAAAAAAAASI/KOXB-pIKiEU/s400/DSCN4681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wJ3pp4w-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/7aU3Ethyj1s/s400/DSCN4683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second part of the competition is called "A-Ha!".  The students line up in a row, each wearing 3 stars on their shirts.  They come forward and get asked a question - if they are correct they go to the back of the line, if they are incorrect they get a star taken from them and then go to the back of the line.  When they are out of stars, they sit down.  The last remaining person wins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wJ3xUucRI/AAAAAAAAASY/q8wZIiXAYrs/s400/DSCN4684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third and final portion of the Pyramid contest involves the game of Taboo.  Each school's team picks a team leader and that person is given a list of 20 English words that they must try to describe (only using English) without using the actual word on the list.  They have 1 minute to get through as many as they can.  Teams were getting anywhere from 5 to 15 of them right.  It was a lot of fun to watch them concentrating so hard.  We even ended up with a tie-break round at the end.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wO_fOOJxI/AAAAAAAAASg/9tFA0wjs3sE/s400/DSCN4688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The competition was intense at times and you could definitely see that some of the students were frustrated with themselves for not getting an answer right.  Though all of the students did a great job, it was fairly obvious to see that School #1 here in Tsetserleg (where Sarah teaches!) was running away with the competition.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wO_9BMsiI/AAAAAAAAASo/8gUUPWe5CNI/s400/DSCN4697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though these guys won the 2010 Pyramid competition, 3 of the 5 teams received medals and certificates.  Everyone did great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wPBL3AbzI/AAAAAAAAATA/3oeoVfO4ObY/s400/DSCN4711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wPAgTKzsI/AAAAAAAAAS4/a6kgMGijLn4/s400/DSCN4702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wPAKGkqpI/AAAAAAAAASw/J3ukWRBb9FE/s400/DSCN4698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah for the 2010 Pyramid Competition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-90114527216410512?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/90114527216410512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=90114527216410512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/90114527216410512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/90114527216410512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/04/pyramid-gold.html' title='Pyramid Gold'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8wJ2PrjsUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/1McTyD00K7I/s72-c/DSCN4672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-9196840076199829825</id><published>2010-04-15T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:48:32.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Wanna Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Yesterday I got invited to see the Grand Opening of a new Young Kids Game Center.  Basically it's an open room decorated with all sorts of stuff that toddlers would love.  It's geared toward the 1-5 year olds of Arkhangai, and sports everything from one of those bouncy house things to multiple slides and multiple types of vehicles to drive around in.  This has been the dream of a young couple here in Arkhangai for nearly two years now.  They've been developing the business plan along with Mercy Corps' business development company IEC, and recently received a loan to open this business.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Parents can bring their kids to the game center and let them play for 1000₮ per hour (or roughly $0.70/hr.).  There are 2-3 staff members at the center at all times to watch the children, so the parents can feel free to drop them off and pick them up later.  Basically it's like a glorified day care center!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Day 1 had the television crew there to catch the ribbon cutting ceremony (a must in any event here in Mongolia!), as well as local government representatives and folks from Mercy Corps.  There were about a half dozen kids that showed to play on the brand new equipment.  I stuck around for about an hour snapping a few photos...enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8Z6P3YFBqI/AAAAAAAAARw/NcZsxbJjCqA/s400/DSCN4783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(The entry - Pooh bear wall paper and the thrill of seeing balloons and soft, multi-colored, square flooring!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8Z6OCaNnOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/7ElyET--1yE/s400/DSCN4779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;(What kid wouldn't wanna play here?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8Z6OxyMCuI/AAAAAAAAARY/t2JNLRui03I/s400/DSCN4780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Bouncy house!...and notice the small flat screen mounted to the wall.  There was television and American hip-hop playing for the kids to enjoy!  haha...love it.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8Z6PCOGxEI/AAAAAAAAARg/fwhFpAht2co/s400/DSCN4781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(There were 4 or 5 of these vehicles for kids to play with.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8Z6PbjXhuI/AAAAAAAAARo/M2LNd15xH9k/s400/DSCN4782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;(There were even lockers/cabinets for the kids...and please take note of the black bag hanging just left of the hoop - that's a punching bag with gloves!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-9196840076199829825?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/9196840076199829825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=9196840076199829825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/9196840076199829825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/9196840076199829825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/04/kids-wanna-play.html' title='Kids Wanna Play'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8Z6P3YFBqI/AAAAAAAAARw/NcZsxbJjCqA/s72-c/DSCN4783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-5179819809836321760</id><published>2010-04-14T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:25:19.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now this is a Sports Competition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;A few weeks back Kara got invited to join in what we thought was a volleyball tournament, but turned out to be a multi-workplace sports competition.  There were 4 organizations competing on this day.  Little did we know that there would be 5 separate "games" involved in this tournament of all tournaments.  I got to tag along and watch most of it.  The day started out with a quick dart throwing contest.  We had no idea that the tournament had started...so she just walked up and threw the dart with very little concern for what her score might be.  Thus, no pictures and no idea how the team actually did overall.  It didn't take much longer for us to realize the day was more than just the volleyball tournament that came next.  Kara's workplace managed to win their first game, but lost the following three.  Next came a badminton tournament (Kara wasn't involved) that required each business' director to pick a partner and compete.  They won all of their games!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8VqeQI0hYI/AAAAAAAAARI/5SO3LpiM2RM/s400/DSCN4718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Ask Kara to explain the print of some white man yelling on their team shirts!) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8VqdlW8F7I/AAAAAAAAARA/lsD-s3bN5nk/s400/DSCN4721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(They may have been a bit out of position...4 back and Kara holding down the front center!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8VqdeckYCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Zou6Tb7kKL4/s400/DSCN4724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Next came the most entertaining aspect of the day.  The relay race.  I will let the video speak for itself...be sure to check out the second leg of the race!  Yes, that is Kara wielding a hockey stick while moving around on old rollerblades that were about 2-3 sizes too small.  Fantastic material.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-115baa2f715ec186" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D115baa2f715ec186%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331896435%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C0FE9A489B5C95A5B85C6C0361123F535150604.668222E59A8D092E002236CE99B60DD99B3FB1DB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D115baa2f715ec186%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du9vnn7pjHTGnQcUUIRt59zE1MmI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D115baa2f715ec186%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331896435%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C0FE9A489B5C95A5B85C6C0361123F535150604.668222E59A8D092E002236CE99B60DD99B3FB1DB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D115baa2f715ec186%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du9vnn7pjHTGnQcUUIRt59zE1MmI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Their time of 2:44 was good for third place in this portion of the tournament.  Immediately following this came the Tug-of-War contest, where let's just say Kara's work was a bit undersized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8Vqc6YhaoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/8T5YTKcJGMA/s400/DSCN4748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;It was an entertaining day to say the least.  Mongolians love competitions, and this was one of the most intricate, multi-faceted imaginable.  And the winning organization's director received a new dart board as the prize - you know, to promote hard work in the workplace!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-5179819809836321760?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=115baa2f715ec186&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/5179819809836321760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=5179819809836321760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5179819809836321760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/5179819809836321760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/04/now-this-is-sports-competition.html' title='Now this is a Sports Competition!'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/S8VqeQI0hYI/AAAAAAAAARI/5SO3LpiM2RM/s72-c/DSCN4718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-345214302484748240</id><published>2010-04-08T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:55:12.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First batch of helmets on their way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;by Kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in a prior post, one of the projects I'm working on is to collect helmets for child jockeys to wear during horse races. Good news! The first batch of helmets are e&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;n route to Mongolia!  Thanks to some very dedicated folks in the U.S. at least 23 kids in Arkhangai  will be safer when competing in horse races this summer. Not only will they be  safer, but they will look cool. Along with the helmets, a bunch of awesome  helmet covers are being sent. Also, various types of knee pads are being shipped  too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The organizer of  this shipment, Kate, is somebody who I was very fortunate to come into contact  with. She has taken a huge leadership role in working with me to organize this  project. Thanks Kate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only &lt;strong&gt;77&lt;/strong&gt; more to go until we  reach our goal of &lt;strong&gt;100&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; can help us reach our  goal!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For updated info about this project check out my other blog:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mongolianhelmetproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mongolianhelmetproject.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;! (A website is currently being developed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Check out these pics of what's being sent - more pics to come of the packages arrival!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S73RPEPUhZI/AAAAAAAAHz0/VYTGYQLF_9A/s1600/helmet_small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S73RPEPUhZI/AAAAAAAAHz0/VYTGYQLF_9A/s320/helmet_small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S73RR1_8PtI/AAAAAAAAHz8/_RhdXr2BcL0/s1600/purplepalooza_covers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S73RR1_8PtI/AAAAAAAAHz8/_RhdXr2BcL0/s320/purplepalooza_covers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S73RS11ESpI/AAAAAAAAH0E/_mBaR1joKzY/s1600/pink_knee_pads.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S73RS11ESpI/AAAAAAAAH0E/_mBaR1joKzY/s320/pink_knee_pads.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-345214302484748240?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/345214302484748240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=345214302484748240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/345214302484748240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/345214302484748240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-batch-of-helmets-on-their-way.html' title='First batch of helmets on their way!'/><author><name>Kara Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394932308123985207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S73RPEPUhZI/AAAAAAAAHz0/VYTGYQLF_9A/s72-c/helmet_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-2959461805298032168</id><published>2010-04-08T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T17:39:11.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sending Nyamtaivan to the States</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;by Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our fellow PCV's here in Mongolia, Nathan and Leslie Chamberlain, have partnered with an organization to help raise money to send a young Mongolian girl to the States for advanced education.  I won't take the time to explain everything, so please take a moment to &lt;a href="http://leslieandnathan.blogspot.com/2010/04/faq-sending-nyamtaivan-to-states.html"&gt;read their blog post&lt;/a&gt;.  If you feel like helping them raise the funds for this venture, the instructions for how to do so are found toward the end of the blog post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4507408377574806277-2959461805298032168?l=markandkaraestep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/feeds/2959461805298032168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4507408377574806277&amp;postID=2959461805298032168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2959461805298032168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4507408377574806277/posts/default/2959461805298032168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandkaraestep.blogspot.com/2010/04/sending-nyamtaivan-to-states.html' title='Sending Nyamtaivan to the States'/><author><name>Mark Estep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15135948791583933530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y4NbsOQ4BCg/SiWxhgCE4VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cfySZNmw4tE/S220/M%27s+008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4507408377574806277.post-7373133095040244899</id><published>2010-04-03T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:33:00.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Recent Trip to UB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S7cmqJumtFI/AAAAAAAAHzs/uXLA4KvseDk/s1600/DSCN4600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S7cmqJumtFI/AAAAAAAAHzs/uXLA4KvseDk/s320/DSCN4600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;by Kara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;At the end of March Peace Corps paid for me to take a visit into the coldest capital city on earth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ulaanbaatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;. Here’s a quick summary of how it went!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I went in for a five-day training on how to implement a life skills book (developed by PC Mongolia) that’s about HIV/AIDS and STIs in a summer camp setting. In short, we have really great resources but actually putting them to work is difficult. This training allowed us to spend a week with a counterpart (aka co-worker) learning about life skills lessons, interactive facilitation methods (i.e. not lecturing at kids, which is very common here), and more about HIV/AIDS/STIs. I brought a counterpart who just started at my organization in February so I was a little unsure of how things would go, but it turned out really well. He’s our Child Development and Participation Specialist and he’ll be spending all summer at camp with kids. He’s 24 years old and has a lot of enthusiasm and energy, which kids love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;While the majority of the time at this training was really focused on work, it was simply nice to spend time with other PCVs. It’s really comforting to talk to one another about the ups and downs of work and life here in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;. Plus, we watched over ten episodes of Glee together. Oh, and I went sledding on this awesome hill. Note, plastic bags work just as well as sleds. And the last night of the training the Mongolians organized a party involving dancing, games, and performances. The PCVs, myself included, performed a mash-up of Baby Got Back, Don’t Stop Believin’, and Dancing Queen. My counterpart was pretty much the MC of the event. The Mongolians sang some songs for us too, which included my counterpart doing the traditional throat-singing, which is pretty cool (it’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;not easy). The Mongolians also orgaized what I consider awkward games (i.e. people having to act out animal mating rituals) but since I was only an observer (my PCV friends had to participate, not me), it was fine by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S7ckvEZAeuI/AAAAAAAAHzE/HOR24Ja8cbQ/s1600/DSCN4499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S7ckvEZAeuI/AAAAAAAAHzE/HOR24Ja8cbQ/s320/DSCN4499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is also how I spent a lot of my time during our training - eating! Our training was held at a hotel and they cooked pretty good meals for us the entire time. And between every meal was a tea break and a snack. Essentially, I ate every two hours for a week. And didn't have to do any dishes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S7clT5ig6ZI/AAAAAAAAHzM/iH-awDULyho/s1600/DSCN4526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S7clT5ig6ZI/AAAAAAAAHzM/iH-awDULyho/s320/DSCN4526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's my counterpart, Awarzed, on the left, hard at work during a training session.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S7clbOtq1jI/AAAAAAAAHzU/SI6OV2Gfi-I/s1600/DSCN4559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S7clbOtq1jI/AAAAAAAAHzU/SI6OV2Gfi-I/s320/DSCN4559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yep, that's us, singing and dancing to our rendition (mash-up) of Baby Got Back, Don't Stop Believin', and Dancing Queen. Needless to say, I'm pretty sure our counterparts loved our performance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S7clgbJ3fVI/AAAAAAAAHzc/7WDnRz4QK4c/s1600/DSCN4578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EjCXIBaWzSk/S7clgbJ3fVI/AAAAAAAAHzc/7WDnRz4QK4c/s320/DSCN4578.J
