Sodier's salute in the main square of UB, called "Sukhbataar Square".
These soldiers were saluting the return of troops from Iraq.


Wrestling is a big deal, here is a billboard where wrestling champs
in Mongolia endorse the local bottled water.

The "Ger" suburbs on the edge of town. From what I can tell, the city
gives away land, as long as it is fenced in. This is ironic, given
that Mongolia is called the "land without fences". Anyway, people
will fence in some land, then set up their temporary ger (yurt) inside
the fence. These suburbs all burn raw coal for heating - the air is
so bad that at times in the cold winter it's hard to see across the
street!

Here's a typical older man in UB. They all wear the traditional
silk/satin outfits, fur hats and giant leather boots with pointy-toes.

Traditional "horse-head" violin concert. They guy in the blue was
singing a song, but later the guys in yellow behind him started
"throat-singing" where you make the vocal chords in the back of your
throat vibrate. It sounds like a chronic smoking victim singing, but
somehow has a pleasant ring to it.

Here's a clear picture of the "Horse-head" on the violin. Horses are
synonomous with Mongolian life.

Me on a ridge about 30K outside of UB. Every Sunday a group of ex-pats
and some Mongols go cross-country skiiing outside of town. It's a
great time. Ron Zeidel, a UB resident, has about 5 extra pairs of
skiis that he graciously gives out to anybody who wants to go.

The vast and bleak Mongolian "steppe" landscape.

Often there are packs of wild dogs running around the cold streets of
UB, just outside of my hotel:

People:
Here are some typical-looking people around town. These pictures were
taken at the Buddhist temple, so there are a few more traditional
people here than around downtown.
Here's some old guy sitting around by the temple:

There are hundreds of prayer wheels around UB, and the Mongol
population is highly-superstitious. For example, it is very bad luck
to do things on Tuesday. So nobody really flies that day, the
national airline only has limited flights.
Here people are ringing the good luck bells:


Temples:

Schoolchildren feeding the birds. The female/male ratio in schools is
getting better, but over the past 5-10 years, it has been about 4:1
female/male.

Here's me out front of a temple, with locals milling around:

Some of the support staff at the EPRC office. Christie in the back,
then Uggi, and (..).
Next is Deegi and her friend, out front of the Budwieser Bar.

John McRae from Melbourne, working in UB as CIO for Khan Bank, having
some dinner with me at the French Cafe, just down the street from my
hotel (the Puma Imperial Hotel). Next to this is a dinner pic at the
same restaraunt (the owner is a classic French guy, named, "Guy"),
with me, Barhuma's friend (front), Barhuma, and Dave from the Embassy.
September 1st, 2005, Dave will be reassigned to the Kyrgyz
Embassy.

Ted Wood and Jeremy, from Conservation Inc., hanging out at the "Silk
Road" club after hours. This club is not my favorite because the music
is trance and everybody is kind of snooty. There are several other
bars that are more fun. Ted and Jeremy were in UB making maps and
brochures for the Parks in Mongolia. Ted's a photographer (he has the
last-known pictures of Hunter S. Thompson before he killed himself),
and Jeremy is a writer and book layout expert (when he isn't busy as a
professional dancer).
The next picture is Doljisuren (Doljko), my officemate at the EPRC
office, explaining some of the more important aspects of UB life.
