Goat Polo

The man cut the goat’s throat with a swift movement. I winced at the gargling sound, yet was unable to look away as blood streamed into a bucket. Death came quickly. Within seconds, the animal stopped struggling. The Kyrgyz girls continued playing, not bothering by the scene unfolding next to them. It wasn’t until one … More Goat Polo

Temples of Bagan

My friend and I have spent the last few days exploring the temples of Bagan. Numbers vary when it comes to how many temples and pagodas you can find around the area and I’ve read anything from 3000 to 4000. I guess it depends on whether or not you count the really small ones. There … More Temples of Bagan

Under attack

I’ve told you all about the terrifying experience of having to kill a giant white spider. Lucy was a white widow, by the way. My friend researched it for me. I looked her up online, shuddered and closed the browser. But besides spiders, there are other creatures in Mongolia that are just as dangerous. Maybe … More Under attack


I called her Lucy. And then I killed her. It all happened on my first night in the Mongolian countryside. It had been raining all day and it didn’t look like it was going to stop anytime soon. At the beginning of June, I wasn’t prepared for this kind of weather. Sure, I had expected … More Lucy


Travelers are often called nomads. And I think each of us has felt like they deserve that title. Staying in a place for two or three nights, then moving on to the next. Never settling for too long because just behind the horizon, there’s another place to explore. But I never learned the real meaning … More Nomads