Slow Start

I was particularly stoked about this shot.  This building can be seen outside my apartment window.  As you can see I just barely can't catch the sunsets.  I like this building though because it has this vast array of electrical wires streaming off the top that I find rather appealing.

This first week has been rather trying as I've had to spend a good deal of time acquiring certain things that I had assumed were a given.  I thought that I was entitled to a proper bed but instead I had to track down a mattress, sheets and a pillow.  Things weren't located where they should've been, I had to go to one place to get sheets and another to get a pillow.  Its weird, everything is disorganized.  The buildings and streets are crumbling, there're too many cars and nobody follows any kind of traffic law known to man.  Its all very interpretive.  I draw stares and dirty looks, I don't know if its because I'm white or because of my dreads.  Probably both.

After  a few days of being a complete minority I finally met some white faces, my co-workers at school.  I never thought I'd be so relieved to see white people.  Everybody's really cool and supportive so I'm finally able to get things that I need.  It took a while but I finally was able to get intronet at home.  This makes blogging much easier, thanx for waiting.

I keep hearing horror stories about foreigners getting rolled in the mean streets of Ulaanbaatar.  As one co-worker put it, "travel in packs, they sure do."  I've been staying in at nights.  Doesn't sound like the club scene is really that dope and I don't really have anywhere to be.  Maybe later when I know more people and the surrounding area.  I really want to get out and see the country side more then anything.  Soon maybe soon.