postcard: between slabs of mongolian countryside
(2:27) bits and beauties and thoughts from the last few days traveling in asia
First, for those who were interested in hosting their own journal parties with my prompts:
I print them out and put them in thrifted picture frames for guests to pass around. Can release the prompts for Virgo season in a couple of weeks if you want them! Let me know if you want any advice on pricing, hosting, etc.
Now:
Just finished pondering the last of what weighed on me from back home; all thoughts and daydreams reached conclusions and I've emerged from my mind to find myself on the Mongolian countryside. Backseat of the van with my Norwegian nephew and niece, six and eight now, asking about Japan (we’re headed there next). Land and land and land—haven't seen city since we left Ulaanbaatar days ago. Gotten photos with all the expected animals and have been endlessly on long single highways.
We were here for a wedding—a good friend of mine from high school. I wore a beaded vintage gown one night, traditional Mongolian dress the next, both sunset colored. My sister and I were first on the dance floor wedding night, per usual. The afterparty was in one of the yurts we were spread out in for the night and we gossiped, laughed, etc.
A guy next to me at one of the group lunches said he thinks I’m exactly the way I come off. “How’s that?” I asked, and he said free. (I love when men know how to compliment me.) A couple of people used the same word since we’ve been in the country: “We’re free out here,” they said, single spots of a person alone in a field or straight in stirrups on horses across land.
Hope you’re well, reader. I’m doing great x
Z
Looks like one of the most amazing trips ever!