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Ger living

Where to begin? First of all we are now actual Peace Corps Volunteers, the ambassador swore us in and now we have to protect the constitution. We decided to split the responsibilities so Alli is going to take care of the foreign enemies and I will handle the domestic ones.
Oh yea, now we live in a ger. Our first home together as a married couple. Minus all the creature comforts we are used to, it is actually pretty awesome. Our hasha family is around our age and very nice, Dodoj is a Mongolian language teacher at Alli’s school and Byamba is a driver/petrol worker. They also have a 3 year old daughter named Iveelmaa. Our ger is about 20 feet in diameter and is really cozy. We just finished getting it set up and it is starting to feel like home. Mainly we are just happy to have a home now after living out of our suitcases for the past three months. It is really interesting to decorate in a circle when our whole lives we have been accustomed to 4 walls. We are pleasantly surprised that all of our stuff fits into our ger. On the inside; we have a pretty big bed, a nice couch, a desk, bookshelf, 2 dressers, a table, a sink, a wood burning stove, and a pantry. Our ger floor is wood on top of the ground with carpets. We do have electricity and have heard that it will work most of the time. We do not have running water or indoor plumbing. The outhouse is 50 feet away. We are not quite sure how the ger is put together but we will find out soon when we take it all apart to winterize it. Everything we do now is a process. I am sure that the amount of time it takes us to do anything right now will shorten the more we do it. Our hasha has a very good location. We are close to the internet, post office, bank, mini grocery stores and water. (When we say close we mean within a 15 minute walk)
It is hard to believe that the summer is over and training is done, we are reasonably confident in our language and survival skills which is good. The real test will come once it starts getting cold out, right now it has been getting down into the 40s at night and is in the mid 60s during the day, but we can tell that the cold is coming. Supposedly Khovsgul is one of the coldest provinces in Mongolia; it gets down to about -50c here, that’s pretty cold. I asked someone why they don’t ice fish here because the fishing here is great. They said that it was because the ice on the lake freezes to 7feet thick. It would be tough to auger through that.
As far as work goes it doesn’t really start until September 3rd for us, Alli is teaching English and I am a social worker. We are really looking forward to starting work but we are enjoying our free time; settling in and exploring our new surroundings.
Love- Allie and Mike
For more directions on how to call contact one of our parents.
This is our new address:
Allie and/or Mike Prelaske
P.O box 162
Huvsgul, Murun
Delger Murun School Allie and/or Mike Prelaske
P.O box 162
XOBCГАЛ MӨPӨH
ДЭЛГУР МӨРӨН СУРГУУЛБ

UB BABY!

Where to begin? Alli and I are know in UlaanBaatar or Red Hero in english. It is fantastic. Anything that you want here can be found for a price but after two and a half months in the hoodoo you will kill a man for a pizza and beer. The restaurant said that I didnt have to but i wasnt going to take any chances. Our first night here Alli, Salomon, Rachel, Phillip, Jim (tom bogway)thats big bear in mongol, jullie and I went to go get pizza. They actually had chilled beer mugs and brought out parmesian cheese and tabasco unsolicited. I had never been so happy in my life. It was just fantastic, just fantastic. Yesterday I had fried chicken and today a gyro. Tonight Alli and I are going to get a cheese burger, I am so excited. Tommorow our supervisors come into town and on saturday we swear in as actual volunteers. Then monday Alli and I fly out for Murun and our ger. I cant believe that we are going to be living in a ger. We will post our address as soon as we can. Much love from Mongolia. Bayertai

Mongolia's 'Switzerland'

Well a lot has happened between the last time we were able to write a message. First and foremost we passed our language exams, which is good because Mike dosen't want to get on a plane anytime soon. We didn't do the best but we definitely weren't the worst, and most importantly we scored the same. After our tests there was a lot of celebrating and relaxing. It was really hard to say goodbye to our families, they were such a big part of our lives this summer. Mike seems to think I am as nice as his host mom and will continue to do and press his laundry- you would think after almost a year of marriage he would know that his hands are capable of laundry too.

I made American pizza for my family as a little going away gift. Quite the experience because I had no oven and only a ger stove. With a little hard work and elbow grease - mission accomplished. It was actually excellent by my standards but then again I like things with flavor and most importantly cheese. My parents thought it was ok I think mainly because it was so different. My siblings however loved it. It was a good thing because I take after my mother and don't know how much to cook so I ended up with 7 medium pizzas.It again was an amazing experience to watch them eat something that reminds me so much of home.

All of the trainees are back together, attending meetings and celebrating site announcements. Mike and I are so very excited to be able to live together again and in our own place. Who would have ever guessed that our first place would be a ger. Yes, Mike and I will be living in a 5 wall ger for the next 2 years. We hear that 5 wall gers are pretty spacious- well as spacious as 1 round room can be. We are really looking forward to the amazing experience. I can't say we weren't a little bit shocked and even a little bit scared. What doesn't kill us can only make us stronger, right. Since we are living in a ger we will also have a haasha family. This means essentially that our ger will be on someones property. Great news for us- we will have someone to show us how to survive Mongolian winters. From what we know it is a younger married couple with either no children or a baby. Our ger will be located in an aimeg center called Murun. It is a fly site(I should mention that neither of the 2 runways are paved)!! Mike is so excited. This means that we are ruffly a 30 hour drive to U.B but only a 1 hour flight. From what we hear we really lucked out it is supposed to be the Switzerland of Mongolia. The province has a lot of trees and water. Check it out on the internet for us we are pretty much going in blind. We do know that we have reliable internet access and might even have at the places we work. I am working at a Mathematics school(1900 children) teaching 5-10 grade. Mike is working at the other school(2500 children) in the city as a school social worker/after school director. Many things to look forward to. Sorry we are so vague right now but we don't have a ton of information.
We love and miss you all and will write more as soon. We love reading all of the emails and blog posts. We love and miss you all- Allie and Mike

Peace out

Time is counting down until we learn where we will be living for the next two years. We are so excited only 7 days left until we find out. Except that we will have to say goodbye to our host families and my Mongolian mom's cooking. We will find out what type of housing we will be living in (small house, ger, or apartment), where, and job assignments. A lot to look forward to. As a side note if anyone is planning on sending us anything please wait until we get our living assignment.
My daily diet differs a little bit from Mike because my parents have so many animals. I eat and drink a lot of dairy. Every meal my Mongolian mom goes out and milks the cows and the goats for our meals. I have even tried fermented sheeps milk. I am learning to love it especially the homemade yogart. The best part of eating yougart is licking the bowl when finished and it is perfectly acceptable and even expected. I drink between 4-5 cups of milk tea a day. It took a lot of getting used to especially sitting down to a nice hot cup of it when it is 95 degrees outside and I am already sweating. I am now able to distinguish between horse meat, mutten and beef- quite a step up from how I ate in the states. Almost everything that I eat in my house has been homemade, even though we own a store. I don't know how Mike and I will survive when we have to cook although I am sure Mike will figure it out. I made my family Mac and cheese and mashed potatoes. They loved American cheese, the little kids were eating it out of the package. It was great to be able to share a little bit of home with them and watch them enjoy it. I am going to make them pizza next week. A little tricky because we don't have an oven, but I will make it work.
I thought learning Mongolian was hard until I starting trying to teach Mongolian students English. Myself and another trainee, Cass, have a beginner class of 40-65 children aged 8-13. They are great!! Mongolian children at least from what we have experienced are really really well behaved. They hang on every and I mean every word that comes out of our mouths. They repeat everything, noises included. They also want to write down everything we put on the board. The disipline is astonishing, everyday I am more amazed. We taught them peace out- it is so cute. Everywhere I go in our soum I hear hello, hi, and peace out.
Thank you to everyone who has sent us mail and packages. I can't tell you how much we apprecite it. We practically cry every time we open any mail from the states. Frisbee in Mongolian translates to flying plate. We love and miss you all- alli and mike

Life in General

OK first of all let me appologize about the picture thing. Last time I was here I started to post the pictures which takes about five to ten minutes per photo when something terrible started to happen. Twenty minutes before this I had just eaten a bowl of yogurt then my host mother gave me a giant bowl of hot soup to eat. By the time I got to the post office-where the internet is- I was not feeling so well. Which started the weeklong purge of everything that was in my body. Im OK now though.

What is our diet like? For breakfast I generally just eat some bread with butter and water. Everyonce in a while my host mother will fry me an egg in the morning. Lunch consists of soup for the most part. Very hot soup. Not hot spicy, boiling hot. Speaking of spices they are not used much here, at least in the food that I have been getting. Dinner can be anything but there is only a couple main dishes that are served consistantly. Buzz- which is like a steamed peirogi. Huushur which is like a deep fried peirogi, and tsuivan which is a noodle dish with meat. be tsuivand doortai.- I like tsuivan. My whole family knows this because it is the only thing that I can say.

A Trip to the Hoodoo and Naadam

What a day! The trip started off by the family assembling a fleet of cars/taxis/ NGO trucks (which were both Mercedes) to take us out to the hoodoo. First stop of course was the delgor to pick up some vodka and then we were off. On the way we made the required stop at a Buddhist shrine (o-vOH) which in this case happened to be a giant tree(The mother tree or eej mod), we circled it three times as it is customary, left candy, threw rice and then threw some vodka on it. Trees love vodka, not a lot of people know that. Then we were off to the hoodoo. The hoodoo is like a Mongolian resort where Mongolians go to rest and visit with family. In this case my family owns a house out there with a volleyball court, basketball hoop and they have some animals as well. It is very nice and close to the river (gol) which is great for swimming. This house was very simple - 1 room with 3 beds and a cast iron stove where 5 people live. We went during Naadam so the experience is a little atypical but only a little. When we arrived we played some cards (khozor) with the family for about an hour and Mike’s team won. It was like Campbell Thanksgiving in July but of course we don’t understand the jokes and are probably the butt of them. Then we watched wrestling for about four hours and drank some vodka. Yes there was a T.V. in the middle of the countryside where they use solar electricity. However since Naadam is a long event they rigged a car battery to power the T.V. very resourceful. We then ate lunch. There is nothing like eating a hot bowl of meat soup with a steaming cup of milk tea (sUH-tei tsai) in 95 degree weather without air-conditioning. Mike wrestled a Mongolian for the first time, he was waiting till he found the tallest Mongolian in the city to wrestle, and one can only imagine what happened. There is video footage to follow. After that we all went down to the river and went swimming, the river is very clean by US standards and the water was very refreshing. We played a little volleyball (gar bom-bog) after swimming; Mongolian’s are excellent at volleyball. What else would follow but the slaughtering of a goat (ya-mAH) for dinner. After the goat was cooked we each received a red hot stone that was used to cook the goat from the inside to toss in our hands which we were informed is “good for the body.” The meal is called bOH-dog (a whole carcass of goat roasted with hot stones from the inside with entrails and bones first removed through the throat). We then had some intestine soup which was surprisingly good and some meat on the bone. Allie did eat both of those things by the way. Then the driver of our car (ma-shin) started passing some vodka around and we helped him finish the bottle before it really started raining and he had to drive us home. Once you open a bottle in Mongolia you have to finish it and we thought it best to help him do that. After an exciting ride home in a massive lightning storm my host father bought us all ice cream at Allie’s brother Bogy’s delgor and the day was done.
Naadam
sai-khan nAH-daj bain uh? Are you enjoying Naadam? This is the most common phrase heard during this entire week.
Mongolia’s celebration of the 3 manly sports; wrestling [bokh], horse racing and archery. This is interesting because women and young girls compete in everything except wrestling. While Mike was at labor camp I was able to enjoy the 2 days of festivities. I can only hope that my description does it justice. To get anywhere quickly in Mongolia one has to utilize the Mongolian transportation system. You basically start walking until you see any car which then becomes a taxi or meeker (mini van). The taxi then will pick up as many people as it can on the way. Closeness has developed a whole new meaning. I pick any seat except for the passengers seat which is known as the mother in law seat because of drivers penchant for swerving towards the passenger side in the event of an unavoidable accident. Arriving at Naadam I felt like a little kid in a candy store I wanted to see everything. The stadium where the wrestling takes place looks like a soccer stadium but much smaller. I was very excited to find out that you don’t have to pay to watch any of the events, especially on my Peace Corps budget. I spent most of the day trying to figure out what was going on and attempting to talk to my family through the dictionary. The wrestling matches go on for 2 days. The winners go onto Naadam in Ulaanbaatar (Mongolia’s capital). After sitting through hours of wrestling I went out to watch archery. The archery grounds- a buildings backyard. On one side was the person shooting the arrow and on the other a group of men standing in front of the targets (little black and red canisters on the ground). Off to the horse races which only involves children aged 3-7. Distances vary according to the age of the horse – I witnessed horses that were 2 and 3 years old. The shortest distance is 15 km and the longest over 30km, simply amazing. The children ride bareback. After the horses take off everyone enjoys food ( mainly xUH-shUHr- elongated fried dumplings that are amazing) and drinking (soda and vodka). There are vendors that sell food and drinks like in America however there were several major differences. 1- the food was being prepared by the locals so I ran into many of my friends parents. 2- each vendor had a tent with a table and benches for you to sit down and enjoy your food which could last for several hours. At the end of a long day I went to my first Mongolian rock concert. I really wished I could understand Mongolian fluently but I really enjoyed the atmosphere and beats. Then I woke up and did it all again.