So my Dad came to visit me. I think he was able to get a decent glimpse of what life is like here. We were on the road alot - at least 24 hours worth. somehow he has a higher skill of sleeping on buses than I do. He got to meet some of my Mongolian and American friends. He got to experience Mongolian hospitality too - they are very generous, but offer things that Americans aren't necessarily used to (like goat intestines). He also got to experience the different concept of time frames - they are only suggestions. in reality, things may happen hours later... or days later.
We saw some camels and yaks (a first for me) and also got to hike up a volcano. The volcano hiking day, the camera batteries died though :( It rained a lot more than I thought it would, but it didn't completely ruin anything so that was good. He brought a suitcase worth of stuff to me, and I gave him about a suitcase worth of things to bring back. I hope he had a good time.
