A first for me.
A meeting in the North of Mongolia outside of the city of Sukhbaatar in a resort camp located about 345 Kilometers or 215 Miles North of Ulaanbaatar the Capital of Mongolia.
It was a day of several great meetings with about 30 ladies and gentlemen in attendance. The group was celebrating its 6th anniversary and fun was had by all. I was so very proud to have been a part of it.
A meeting is pretty much a meeting wherever we go. I had a translator work with me as I discussed the 12 Traditions.
Members came from outside of Sukhbaatar and stayed either in frame cabins ..
Or in the traditional Mongolian Gers.
A lunch of tea and hearty soup with bread.
I did not eat quite 100% of what I saw in the soup. Captain this is a program of honesty! I actually ate one piece of meat and sensed it was an internal organ .. liver .. kidney .. veins .. and that was that .. I did not eat any more meat.
One of my very closest friends here in Mongolia said that he never eats this dish. He added there is blood in it also.
Then after lunch a few of us .. me included .. took an afternoon nap in one of the Gers.
Then when the afternoon meetings were concluded .. there was a traditional Mongolian Dinner. Oh My What A Feast ..
On the right below are hot rocks that are used to cook the meat and then to keep dinner warm.
I am getting hungry just looking at the photos.
Home baked bread truly is the Bread-Of-Life.
Right out of the garden!
There was a little competition between members ..
I saved the best photos for last!
Why Me God? What Have I Ever Done To Deserve This Blessing?
A meeting in the North of Mongolia outside of the city of Sukhbaatar in a resort camp located about 345 Kilometers or 215 Miles North of Ulaanbaatar the Capital of Mongolia.
It was a day of several great meetings with about 30 ladies and gentlemen in attendance. The group was celebrating its 6th anniversary and fun was had by all. I was so very proud to have been a part of it.
A meeting is pretty much a meeting wherever we go. I had a translator work with me as I discussed the 12 Traditions.
Members came from outside of Sukhbaatar and stayed either in frame cabins ..
Or in the traditional Mongolian Gers.
A lunch of tea and hearty soup with bread.
I did not eat quite 100% of what I saw in the soup. Captain this is a program of honesty! I actually ate one piece of meat and sensed it was an internal organ .. liver .. kidney .. veins .. and that was that .. I did not eat any more meat.
One of my very closest friends here in Mongolia said that he never eats this dish. He added there is blood in it also.
Then after lunch a few of us .. me included .. took an afternoon nap in one of the Gers.
Then when the afternoon meetings were concluded .. there was a traditional Mongolian Dinner. Oh My What A Feast ..
On the right below are hot rocks that are used to cook the meat and then to keep dinner warm.
I am getting hungry just looking at the photos.
Home baked bread truly is the Bread-Of-Life.
Right out of the garden!
There was a little competition between members ..
I saved the best photos for last!
Why Me God? What Have I Ever Done To Deserve This Blessing?