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2013 in Photos: Goodbye Korea, Hello Colombia, and some stops in between

2013 in Photos: Goodbye Korea, Hello Colombia, and some stops in between

Maybe it’s the tropical climate, or maybe all the shuffling around, but it’s hard to believe that Christmas is in a few days and we’re nearing the end of 2013. Also, I just realized that I’ve been blogging for two years, and I have published 200 entries. Insane! I spent a couple hours this morning reading...
Monks Hitchhike and Nuns Use WhatsApp

Monks Hitchhike and Nuns Use WhatsApp

From the middle of the winding dirt road, we heard an engine roar in the distance. Bryan, the Canadian, and Sunnim, the Chinese monk from my Korean class, stopped in their tracks. “Was that the bus?” Bryan asked, with a wrinkle forming on his forehead. I sheepishly looked at Bryan, knowing it was my fault...
#2, Collaging Thailand: turquoise waters

#2, Collaging Thailand: turquoise waters

[magazine pieces in 7.5"x10" sketchbook] Koh Samui, Thailand. August 2009. On the scooter, I tightened my arms around his waist. Our t-shirts were drenched in sweat. My eyes brightened upon the first glimpse of turquoise waters ahead. “Stop!” I yelled into his ear. We ran onto the beach, kicking off our shoes. I ripped off...
#1, Collaging Mongolia: a symbol of nomadism in Kharkhorin

#1, Collaging Mongolia: a symbol of nomadism in Kharkhorin

[magazine pieces in 7.5"x10" sketchbook] Kharkhorin, Mongolia. July 2013. Outside of Ulaanbataar, I walked in circles around an ovoo exactly three times. An ovoo is a Mongolian shamanistic cairn, often found on the top of mountains, consisting of piles of rocks scattered with horse skulls, empty bottles of vodka, and other symbolic items. They’re used as landmarks,...
30 shots of Mongolia: from Ulaanbaatar to Lake Kovsgol

30 shots of Mongolia: from Ulaanbaatar to Lake Kovsgol

I’ll remember Mongolia as the land of magnificent skies. During the day, the sky ranged from brilliant shades of cyan to Prussian blue, but after twilight, the Big Dipper pierced through a spattering of stars and the milky way lingered overhead. In addition to being culturally unique, Mongolia’s vast landscape is visually overwhelming–in a good...
Staying with nomadic Mongolian families: part III

Staying with nomadic Mongolian families: part III

Day 3: I arrived at the third family’s home, where I met my host mother and her two grown daughters. One of the daughters and I walked towards the forest to collect kindling for the wood stove. As I piled fallen branches into my arms, I remembered a moment during my exchange semester at the...
Staying with nomadic Mongolian families: part II

Staying with nomadic Mongolian families: part II

Day 2: The clouds hung heavy in the sky; it was about to rain. The second family greeted me outside and ushered me into their ger–a round felt tent traditionally used by nomads. The mother, Amar, handed me a mug of suutai tsai, hot, salted milk tea. I sat on the couch and tried to formulate some...
Staying with nomadic Mongolian families: part I

Staying with nomadic Mongolian families: part I

While your father is alive, get acquainted with people, while you have horses, go and see far away lands. ~Mongolian proverb Day 1: I woke up in my hostel in the city of Ulaanbaatar with a mild case of diarrhea–which seems to be the case for many travelers in Mongolia. Shit, I thought, hoping to...

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