Snow in Spring: Mongolia
“No ginger for you here, sorry. But I like this place. I think we’ll be back,” I lay feverish in the car, trying to get comfortable. The news sparked little joy or interest. It was 2022 and the difficult beginnings…
“No ginger for you here, sorry. But I like this place. I think we’ll be back,” I lay feverish in the car, trying to get comfortable. The news sparked little joy or interest. It was 2022 and the difficult beginnings…
An invitation. An impossibility. “Would you come to Mongolia? Sing, help teach English…” I smiled as I heard the warm voice of the world traveler and family friend. “I would love to help! “But I can’t. Between my work and…