11:12 PM
Aug 23, 2008
as i'm listening to Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis, i'm reminded of my OB Mongolia trip. i remember very distinctly, listening to this song and singing at the top of a hill on Bayaraa's satellite phone, as we sat down to rest while on the way to the herder's farm.
and it brings back memories of the friendships forged there, once-in-a-lifetime opportunities of exploring grasslands, learning a completely new language, adapting to a new culture. and precious times together etched in our minds. all past. because they're simply too difficult to contact.
i miss them ): gahh, i'm such a sentimental freak.
Labels: friends, reminiscence
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