Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia: Gers/Yurts, Horseback riding and prayer

Today has been wonderful: temples, yurts, art history, horseback riding and more. Last night and this morning were cold. It actually was snowing while I strolled 'Ubi' last night at 11PM. Ulaanbaatar is like a gold rush town: lots of energy and growing fast. The Mongols are a nomadic people that are attempting to deal with urbanization. We started with a visit to the only remaining Buddhist temple in Mongolia. There were over 70 destroyed during the communist rule of this land. Countless monks were also killed during that purge. This lone remaining temple welcomed with a magical prayer where the locals all held ribbons of silk that the monks fed out to the group. After the chanting reached it's peak the monks drew the silk out of the hands of the locals and the locals circled the temple while the chanting continued. Each stopped by the alter to offer prayer, and then they backed out of the temple to the awaiting sub-freezing morning. From there we went to a local Mongolian house about 15 miles out of town. As we arrived they were herding horses back into the compound of yurts (gers). After a visit inside one of the gers, Ellen and I were fortunate enough to ride a Mongolian short horse. Following that we witnessed some long-pole lassoing and the traditional game where the Mongolians ride bareback and grab bags from the ground while hanging down off thier steed. Finally we went to some museums and to a cashmere factory.

Factoid: Over 50% of the 2.8 million population of Mongolia still lives in gers today.