I'm all airag-ed out

One month in and we're going strong, though it has been rough along the way. Mongolia is a rough place and I keep seeming to get banged up pretty good. First I ran into a metal door frame (which I have to get accustomed to) and then I sliced my hand pretty good on a mountain. But that's life.

Naadam came and went...it started with the horses and ended in the outhouse. I'll sign up for wrestling next year. I'm gearing to kill my first sheep or goat one of these days if they let me. Was out in the country one night and we cooked a sheep in a metal can with hot rocks...pretty good stuff. Can't write too much as it's blistering hot and my hand hurts.