Mongolia: 1/7
July 5, 2013
In the last few weeks I've been asked
repeatedly by nearly everyone with whom the topic arises: “Why
Mongolia?”
Unfortunately I was consistently unable
come up with an answer that was both honest and interesting at the
same time. That's not to say that the truth of our choice isn't
interesting, but merely that most people simply can't fathom why
anyone would spend thousands of dollars to fly half -way across the
globe to stay in tents for two weeks skipping such modern luxuries as
the internet, paved roads, showers, electricity, or even fresh fruit.
If I have to be perfectly honest, of
all the destinations Amanda has taken me, this one is by far the most
desolate and the most adventurous. As I sit on this airplane crossing
the Bearing Straight headed for Beijing, I ponder what the next two
weeks will bring. This will likely be our most expensive and at the
same time most uncomfortable journey to date. We will arrive in
Ulaanbaatar and begin a 14 day private tour with a driver and a
guide. These hired folks will show us the Naadam festival, the
reindeer herders of the north, the beautiful lake Hovsgod, and of
course the Gobi Desert. We will do most of the traveling by jeep and
horseback.
Why are we doing it? A sense of urgency
I suppose. In a world completely engulfed in media, technology, and
instantaneous updating, Mongolia seems our last great option to
explore a simpler way of life. Many Mongolians still live entirely
off the land in nomadic fashion. Yet, as with every culture Mongolia
is modernizing itself with breathtaking pace. Our guide and driver
will introduce us to these people living in ways similar to their
ancestors two thousand years ago. Sure we will miss such luxuries as
beds and restaurants. However, this is the very reason we will be
going.
It's been a busy few weeks leading up
to now with very little time to sit and consider this trip. To all of
our friends and family who asked: “Why Mongolia?” The answer is
quite simple. It's a fading opportunity to travel back in time and we
intend not to miss it. (Photos in the next entry, I promise)
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