- We’ll be able to get anything we want. The supermarkets are similar to here, you just have to try and second guess what is in some of the packets. At the moment that adds to the fun. The green one was yoghurt not milk and we think the blue one must have been sheep milk as it tasted of lamb! Bleugh!
- The countryside is beautiful. Today we walked up one of the hills behind the school and discovered crickets that jump up and land on you when you disturb them in the grass, pink and purple daisy like flowers, that look lovely on the windowsill in a mug, eagles that soar high above your heads and mini rhubarb that I have turned into some rhubarb jam 🙂
- Language is no barrier to children (I knew this already but it is nice to see it come true) and is becoming less of one to me. Noah has made friends with a little Mongolian boy who lives in the apartment opposite. He speaks no English but we have found out that he is 5 and we think his name is Ot. Noah and Ot have great fun making up games to play in the spacious corridor and have just gone off to the astroturf to play football together. All you hear is laughter when they are together. In the city you just get used to gesturing and acting out and usually a Mongolian who can speak a little English appears and helps you out.
- We are a novelty over here. People do stare at a family of 5 white British people walking by, even right in the city centre. One family got their little girl to stand and have a photo taken with Noah and I am sure this won’t be the last.
- The Mongolians are a placid, kind and laid back nationality. They are very smiley and although the city is busy nobody seems to be in much of hurry, it lacks the frenetic pace of London and that I like – I have only been in once though!