


In early July, another volunteer will come take my place as the 2nd Half Resource PCV. I’ll be living in a small soum in Selenge aimag (about a 13 hour journey away from my permanent site) for the next five weeks helping the new trainees get through PST. It has been two long weeks of preparing PST lessons and tomorrow, I’m moving to my PST site with my fellow colleagues: two Language and Culture Facilitators who will teach the Mongolian and one Technical Coordinator who will be my counterpart for the TEFL tech sessions. Currently, the new group of trainees (M27s) are in Seattle right now going through Staging and I’m wrapping up my Training of Trainers (TOT) seminar. This was my first journal entry the day after we landed in Mongolia. The Mongolian language is actually quite beautiful. I am utterly fascinated by them, the way they look, dress and talk. As we waited for the other volunteers to come out from baggage claim, I stood there watching Mongolian travelers come out with their families. No highway noise, echoes or cars honking. UB airport is small, but still it’s startling to hear nothing outside its doors. However, my first impressions: The night air is so cool and odorless. I thought that moment for me would be as the plane descended into Mongolia but when the time actually came, we’d been traveling close to 30 hours I was too motion sick, exhausted, jet-lagged, hungry and cold to register that I had arrived. We keep asking ourselves and one another, “Has it hit you yet?” but most of us are still in a daze. So officially, I have spent my first day in Mongolia. We landed in Mongolia yesterday at around midnight and I didn’t get to sleep until 3AM.
