Monday, 9 December 2013

Khoomei????????????????



 It's currently 1:25pm over here in Mongolia and I'm just typing this up on my laptop whilst trying to eat my lunch. Hopefully I won't spill something all over my laptop but I can imagine myself doing that because I'm so clumsy however I'll try to be careful. I haven't been able to update on what I've done so far in this beautiful country so I'll do it now. :)


 Since I've arrived in Mongolia I've been trying to emmerse myself as much as possible into their culture which vareid so much from my own. I accomplished this by buying myself some of the clothes that the m ongolians wear over here. A lovely local who I'm currently staying with has offered to tailor me some 'deel' which is the traditional clothing worn by women. It is absolutely gorgeous and will be one of the most cherished sourviners i'll bring back from this trip.

My one looks a lot like this one however it has colours such as dark blue.
I also spent the evening with a lot of locals. It was enjoyable and had such a welcoming atmosphere. The bright orange embers from the fire were bursting out into the evening sky then slowly dying out. I was seated on a small log wrapped warmly and snugly in a blanket which protected me from the chilly breeze. Except from a few songs from birds and the crackling of the fire there was an amost eerie silence. The light from the sky slowly dimmed as the sun started it's descent downwards leaving swirls and small explosives of colour in the sky. A few diamonds twinkled in the parts where the sun's rays have abandoned it. The bright feiry ball had left an enchanting blue with a majestic white pearl where it was once placed in the sky.

I felt myself nodding off when I heard someone's strange almost hypnotising vocals. It sounded like music yet it was not. I felt my eyelids driftly close to the soft lullaby of the stranger's stunning voice.


I later found out it was someone singing koomei which is throat singing. :D Mongolia has been amazing and it'll break my heart to leave However I cant wait for my next stop. Bye, my dear bloggers.

-Suad.

Tuesday, 3 December 2013

On My Way Tooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...
MONGOLIA!

I'm currently on my way to Mongolia. Its so exciting. I'm typing this on my laptop as I've just arrived at the outskirts of Mongolia by what I can see so far It's a beautiful country and I can't wait to witness for myself the different culture over here. I had a very interesting jouney to this country which I'm going to tell you about.
 I was at the small city of sur which is located at the south east of Saudi Arabia . I was exhausted from the drive to this city from makkah and I still haven't finished my long trip to mongolia. I gazed intently into the sea as I waited for the ship that was taking me across the Arabian Sea to Gwadar in Pakistan. After this short b oat ride I'll have a long drive to Mongolia going through borders of countries such as China and Pakistan in thios mammoth of a trip. I predict it'll take me a few days to get to Mongolia.

 I felt all the liquids in my stomach exit out of my mouth in one movement as I hurled into the paper bag. I wiped of a tear that had trickled down my face as I finished of vomiting. I am never going to get on another ship in my life, I had thought to myself. My miserable thoughts were interrupted as the captain of the ship announced we had arrived in Gwadar. An explosion of happiness lit up my whole face as I grinned. I will finally be off this ship. Stumbling off the ship and onto the small deck I eagerly looked for my new transportation vehicle. Noticing the large coach I quickly dragged my suitcase and backpack along with the rest of my crew. I sighed happily as I settled in my seat next to my mum. Slowly I felt myself drifting of into a deep sleep.

 The rest of the drive to Mongolia was peaceful, no sudden bursts of vomit shooting out of my mouth. I am looking forward to meeting new people and being able to adapt to their cultures. I think I'm about to arrive in the village I'm supposed to be. So bye my dear bloggers.
 xxx, sucaado.