Birthday Goodness

I had a wonderful 34th birthday complete with food, friends, and electricity.  We were joined by Darkhuu, Emma (the Peace Corps volunteer), and our good friend John who was riding his motorcycle around the world and just happened to be in town for my big day.  We made pizzas in Darkhuu’s tiny oven, had delicious drinks prepared by Emma, and finished with a glorious cake.  I received much needed slippers and books from Brian, wonderful goodies from Sarah in England, and a totally unexpected Chinggis Khan rug from Darkhuu.  It now hangs in a place of honor in our home.

The lovely cake Darkhuu ordered from Dalanzadgad.

Some delicious candy from Tsendee.

Darkhuu giving me a wonderful new Chinggis rug.

Checking the placement.

The centerpiece of our ger.

Our stove

After waiting several weeks we finally got our ger stove.  In the never ending quest to get something of high quality for a low price we had ordered a stove to be made for us through a friend.  Although it took much longer to make than any of us had expected since the man making it needed electricity to weld the parts together, we did finally get the call that it was done. The next day we eagerly drove to Dalanzadgad to pick it up.  Well, as we may have guessed, once Darkhuu went to collect the stove it was discovered that our stove was a piece of crap.  As in there were actual holes in the top and in the corners and it looked like it was pieced together with metal scraps from around the workshop.  Not the best design if one is trying to avoid carbon monoxide poisoning!

Working quickly Darkhuu’s relatives called around and we got a lead on a stove for sale in a ger district for the same price.  We rushed off to get it before someone else who valued being warm did.  Our stove is a bit strange looking compared to normal ger stoves, it reminds me a bit of a lunar module, but it works fabulously and gets our ger toasty warm in a matter of minutes.

Once we returned to town two gentlemen who are known about town for their craftiness with mud came over to prepare our stove for use.  All ger stoves get lined with bricks and mud which harden into thick, heat retaining walls after the first few fires.  Breaking old bricks apart with a hammer and gluing them in with a mud slurry, our bricklayers had our stove ready for use in under an hour.  The first fire was glorious!

To keep our stove company we have now added a fire proof tile for it to sit on, a dung/wood box, a coal bucket, some fire tongs and a poker, and an assortment of hot mitts.  Let the fire fiddling being!

Preparing the stove for use

The first fire. My cold little fingers were so happy!

Masters research update #1

After a slow start I have finally made some progress on my research.  The first week here I edited my questionnaires with Darkhuu, and they are now fabulous.  A good friend had translated them for me, but she had misunderstood some questions that needed fixing.  After editing was done, we spent several futile days trying to print and then make lots of photocopies, which in a town without electricity is a bit tricky.  I have now collected 75 of the 100 surveys that I need and have identified 3 of my 9 interview participants as well as someone in the local government to ask about adoption.  I hope to start interviewing this week, so wish me luck.  Data collection I will conquer you!

My Mongolian son

Look at that cute face!

Yesterday, along with our furniture, we picked up Darkhuu’s great nephew Delgermuron. “Muron” is seven and going into the second grade, and he is one of the most inquisitive little kids we have ever met.  He loves animals and the minute he got out of the car he had become best friends with Santiago and a very gentle admirer of Nigel.

Muron, Santi, and Nigel playing with the Ipad

For the next 48 hours Muron basically lived with us showing up in the morning while we were still in our pajamas and only leaving in the evening when we gave him the boot.  Unlike many of my past English students he picked up “Come on”, “No”, and “Sit” in about a nano second and took it upon himself to be in charge of Santi’s walks and playtimes.

When Muron was not playing with the dog, he was pestering Brian with hundreds of questions such as “Do you think that crack was there a long time or did the earthquake do it?” (While passing an old building in town).   Brian convinced him that we don’t know English, and when he doesn’t understand us that we are speaking “Special Mongolian” which he would not learn until he went to college. He also told Muron that he had “Super eyes” that can see everything including things going on in the next town.

Perhaps the best part of Muron’s visit was that he started going around town and, all on his own accord, started telling people that I was his mom.  This caused no end of hilarity especially when people pointed out that his father must have been Mongolian and what did Brian think of it all?  It was great having him around and based on his love of Santi I think we will be seeing lots of him on the weekends.

Earthquake

Around 6 PM yesterday I was folding and putting clothes into our dresser and Brian was napping when the ground started shaking.  My first thought was that a big truck was driving through town but then I realized that I couldn’t hear a motor.  Instinctually I grabbed the back of my chair and the dresser door and watched out the ger door as everything around me shock back and forth.  Brian sat up and starred at me as we both realized that we had just experienced our first Mongolian earthquake.  The quake lasted about 10 seconds and while we didn’t suffer any damage it was enough to get the adrenaline pumping.  Going outside we found Darkhuu and quickly called her daughter Tsend Ayoush in Ulaanbaatar to make sure that they were okay but it quickly became apparent that it was very local earthquake.

For the rest of the evening the earthquake was pretty much all anyone talked about and many people, especially in Dalanzadgad, decided to spend the night in the gers of friends and family instead of apartments. Even if a ger collapses on you you won’t get hurt very much! The rumor was that there would be an aftershock around 9 PM so everyone in town sat outside but nothing happened until 2 AM and then we only knew about it since Santiago woke us up barking.

This morning Brian checked on the internet and learned that the earthquake was centered about 30 kilometers north of here and registered in at 5.7 on the Richter scale.  Not the strongest quake but it certainly made for a memorable first day in town.

Update In total we had three earthquakes within a 48 hour span.  Fun stuff.