The Mongolian flag flies high and the wind is fierce.
We go inside and find the biggest boot in the world. Our guide Jack gives us the history of the boot but I can't remember what he said so I'm just going to say it represents their opinion that Chinggis's boots could never be filled by anyone else because he was legendary and lived a bigger life than anyone before or after.
Here we are huddled together trying not to freeze our you know whats off because the wind chill factor must be about -40F. Our smiles are frozen in place.
The warrior is the one on the horse. The other guy just looks really good.
This is what one of Chinggis Khaan's soldiers looked like. Chinggis rewarded loyalty and destroyed any who refused to bend knee in allegiance to him. He could depend on complete obedience from his soldiers. They each had 5 horses that they brought with them on warring campaigns. Some they ended up eating, but mostly they drank the milk which sustained them. They didn't require supply lines so his soldiers could move fast and carried the element of surprise with their speed.
Here is the big guy. He doesn't look very Asian. He looks resolute and strong. Some say he was a butcher. He killed everyone in towns and villages where they didn't take him seriously.
He ruled with an iron fist and meted out his own personal kind of justice. His first wife was stolen from him and made a slave. He hunted the tribe that took her and killed them. He believed in retribution but more so he freed all slaves and made a law against slavery.
This gate is protected by 9 of his most trusted warriors.
I just threw in this photo of the eagle because there are people along the side of the road waiting for cars to stop so they can take photos holding the eagles. That's how they make their money.
I decided to ride a camel. They are really big and if I was one of them I would be unhappy with that stick going through my nose. I guess they don't obey very well so the stick, when pulled on, reminds them to obey.
Here comes the royalty. Guess which one is king.
Here is the king with his queen. The higher the head dress the higher the rank. For once I'm taller than David.
Ok, I've just spent way too long trying to move the car photo down to allow me to write something below it like in the other photos but I can't make it move so just note that this goes with the car photo. Here is all the gang plus the Farleys. They came along with us. They came for a few weeks to help sort out the gardening projects that were going on in Feb. Sister Farley's brother is Mark Fuhriman. Brother Farley's niece is Misty Mayfield. Small world!








