It has been almost 2 weeks since coming home from Mongolia. I haven't been able to sit down in front of my computer to sort out the hundreds of photographs nor write about my wonderful experience there. For the first week, I was in a state of exhaustion.. i believe i underestimated the toil of manual labour on my body.. i lost 3 kilograms from working 9 to 5 for 5 days and the lack of appetite for the food in Mongolia.. and then there were stacks and stacks of worksheets waiting to be marked.. i gave up the idea of doing AHM knowing fully that my body would simply just shut down at the halfway mark and i'd probably be cramping the rest of the way.. hubs did wake me up at 4:30am but i fell back into slumber in a daze and dreamt that i'd finished the run hahaha! =)
over the next few days i felt a strange aversion to the computer and fried/unhealthy food.. i had no appetite and ate very little, mostly veggies and clear soup.. it was as if i had returned from a detox vacation.. purged my mind, body and soul of life in a cosmopolitan city.. i missed the simple life back in erdenet.. i missed the children.. i missed waking up each morning to hard labour.. eating lunch out of takeaway boxes under a makeshift tent with my teammates.. working beside and getting to know the humble and simple folks whom we were building the houses for.. dragging my tired body back up the stairs to our rooms in the erdenet hotel.. taking a shower and watching the dirty grey water flow into the drain.. blowing out cement bits from my nostrils and washing grime out of my eyes.. exploring erdenet and eating dinner with my teammates whom i have been truly blessed with because they are a really hardworking and funny bunch of people from all walks of life.. falling into bed to rest my sore shoulders and aching body.. sleep never came easier..
what i really didn't expect, was for the mongolian families to embrace us the way they did.. by the end of the 5 days, we had developed a bond and it was hard to say goodbye, knowing that we will never meet again.. the gratitude i saw in their eyes touched my heart.. it was beautiful the mongolian folk song they sang for us.. tears welled in my eyes when my team leader summed up what i believe all 15 of us felt.. the mongolian families were extremely grateful for all the hard work we had put in to help build their houses.. from ground zero to three solid houses with roofs.. leaving the next korean team to help finish with plastering, painting and insulation work.. they were going to have their houses ready before the 45 days it usually takes from start to completion.. however, the intrinsic reward we felt far outweighed their gratitude.. little did they know how much more it meant to us to have been a part of their home-building.. to have been welcomed and embraced and loved by them.. at the farewell meal they cooked specially for us, many of my teammates and i could barely swallow the gamey pieces of horse and goat's meat.. but they had thrown in an array of vegetables just for us.. the singaporeans who enjoy eating veggies and chicken and fish (inconceivable!).. before i left in the van for the last time, i went and hugged as many as i could.. i will always remember them and their simple way of life.. i hope the houses are ready by now and that the families have moved in.. at night i say a prayer for them, and hope that they will always be healthy, well and happy..
by the second day back in singapore, my bowels had jerked back to life with the consumption of large quantities of green leafy veggies and fruits and i was in the loo so often that i was dehydrated.. my weight fell by another 2 kilograms and i knew i would be in trouble come sunday.. went for a trial ride on thursday night and ended up with bad cramping and exhaustion.. i felt like i was gonna let my team down so even with fever raging over the weekend, i took panadol, drank redoxon, ate heaps of fruit and drank lots of electrolytes.. after much prayer, i made it to the start line at the TTT.. we came in 11th out of 12 teams with a pathetic average of 36km/h, but i thank God nevertheless for carrying me on His wings throughout the ride.. OM was totally cool with our poor performance and even thanked me for turning up despite being ill.. we will do better next year! thanks OM, jeff and doc for an enjoyable TTT and my 1st mixed quad attempt! =)

having recovered from fever and diarrhea, i am now down with a throat infection.. but i have faith that i'll recover soon, and be able to train for the TNF run in october.. meanwhile, there's the trifactor OD coming up in a couple of weeks' time.. i told hubs that come next year, i will be taking a step back from being active in races.. i will still run and bike to keep my fitness up.. go for bodypump classes to strengthen my muscles because i know how important it is to be physically fit and strong to continue building houses with Habitat for Humanity.. at the beginning of the year, i remember blogging about how my life in the early thirties was focussed on making my marriage work.. the late thirties was focussed on training for races.. now i know what my life in the forties will be focussed on.. many more house-building trips to Cambodia, Vietnam, India, China and hopefully someday, i will be strong enough to go to Africa.. the number forty has long been universally recognised as an important number and associated with a period of probation, trial and chastisement.. on this Mongolian trip alone i have come away with so many lessons learnt.. i cannot fully express my gratitude for God's mercy and grace.. and great patience with me.. i am looking forward to more challenges ahead.. now, to load a few pictures of the beautiful land of clear blue skies, the people of erdenet and my teammates whom i am proud to have worked with..
10 ladies and 5 gentlemen.. super duper workaholic bunch.. what a riot!

Lugging 25kg bricks all day is a back-breaking job.. but i love it! Heaps better than mixing cement.. i get cement bits up my nostrils, in my hair, on my face.. everywhere lah!

Laying the bricks with cement is like spreading nutella on bread.. except lifting and putting the 25kg brick nicely and neatly and in alignment was a real pain in the *toot toot toot*

Took us a day to get to this height..

By the third day roofs could be erected..

What a thrill to climb onto the roof to do some hammering.. we couldn't resist a photo with the fastest worker on site.. nicknamed speedy gonzales because no one knows his name..

I don't even know what you call this thing.. but it was my best friend for two days.. carried heaps of rocks and stones from hugeass piles outside into the houses to lay the foundation.. i believe i lost my 3kgs repeatedly loading rocks and carrying them into the house and unloading.. ATCHA!!!

We are so proud of the three houses we helped build.. i wish we could have stayed an extra week to finish plastering and painting them..

What a completed house looks like.. a Kodak moment!

Another Kodak moment.. a row of HFH houses..

Lunch is served.. boiled horse innards.. er, thanks but no thanks! i had a hard enough time smiling and nodding at mungku after he gave me a sip of his mongolian tea (salted watery milk from the yak.. i so did not taste tea!) and if you saw the dirty container he used, your stomach would lurch and you'd gag! =P

Waiting for lunchboxes to be delivered with my teammates under the makeshift tent the good Mongolian folks built for us..

The kind sweet folks also built a toilet.. just for us.. awww..

I used it only twice.. my bladder and bowels refused to budge!

Pee the Mongolians way *crickets*

Granny's ger.. she kissed us all on our cheeks on the last day to show us her gratitude.. she was really excited about moving into her new house!

Sodoo's tin house where 8 people live.. she is so grateful and happy to have a new home!

Sodoo trying to explain 'hammer nails into pinewood' to me using a russian/mongolian/english dictionary.. don't ask me how to say it in mongolian.. i am absolutely pathetic at learning the language!

We were told from Day 1 not to touch or play with their dogs.. they are not pets.. they are workers and could possibly be dinner someday.. but we couldn't resist.. a teammate rescued him after hearing him whimper and whine in one of the gers.. we put him into the van and cuddled him and he fell asleep.. awww... mongolian puppy!

Of all the kids, I miss ugenbauer most.. he came round every day with his 'Harlo!' and while helping out tries to learn bits of english.. i call him Tin Tin coz all that's missing is a white miniature schnauzer.. by Day 4 and 5, he responded to Tin Tin more than he did ugenbauer.. i would adopt him in a second!

Oh the kids! The kids! How could you not love them? I bought her a barbie doll in a shop next to the korean restaurant for $2.50 and the smile that lit up her face is priceless!

She chatters on and on, completely oblivious to the fact that i don't speak her language.. she loves my iphone and while we were playing some horsey game with a rope, nature called so she promptly pulled down her underwear and peed all over her shoes.. hmmm.. you gotta love her anyway!

This one eats anything we give her.. i'm serious.. anything!

Oh chubby baby! So cute!!!

Okay i gotta stop! Loading pictures is far more back-breaking than shovelling cement and carrying bricks.. Over and OUT! =)
over the next few days i felt a strange aversion to the computer and fried/unhealthy food.. i had no appetite and ate very little, mostly veggies and clear soup.. it was as if i had returned from a detox vacation.. purged my mind, body and soul of life in a cosmopolitan city.. i missed the simple life back in erdenet.. i missed the children.. i missed waking up each morning to hard labour.. eating lunch out of takeaway boxes under a makeshift tent with my teammates.. working beside and getting to know the humble and simple folks whom we were building the houses for.. dragging my tired body back up the stairs to our rooms in the erdenet hotel.. taking a shower and watching the dirty grey water flow into the drain.. blowing out cement bits from my nostrils and washing grime out of my eyes.. exploring erdenet and eating dinner with my teammates whom i have been truly blessed with because they are a really hardworking and funny bunch of people from all walks of life.. falling into bed to rest my sore shoulders and aching body.. sleep never came easier..
what i really didn't expect, was for the mongolian families to embrace us the way they did.. by the end of the 5 days, we had developed a bond and it was hard to say goodbye, knowing that we will never meet again.. the gratitude i saw in their eyes touched my heart.. it was beautiful the mongolian folk song they sang for us.. tears welled in my eyes when my team leader summed up what i believe all 15 of us felt.. the mongolian families were extremely grateful for all the hard work we had put in to help build their houses.. from ground zero to three solid houses with roofs.. leaving the next korean team to help finish with plastering, painting and insulation work.. they were going to have their houses ready before the 45 days it usually takes from start to completion.. however, the intrinsic reward we felt far outweighed their gratitude.. little did they know how much more it meant to us to have been a part of their home-building.. to have been welcomed and embraced and loved by them.. at the farewell meal they cooked specially for us, many of my teammates and i could barely swallow the gamey pieces of horse and goat's meat.. but they had thrown in an array of vegetables just for us.. the singaporeans who enjoy eating veggies and chicken and fish (inconceivable!).. before i left in the van for the last time, i went and hugged as many as i could.. i will always remember them and their simple way of life.. i hope the houses are ready by now and that the families have moved in.. at night i say a prayer for them, and hope that they will always be healthy, well and happy..
by the second day back in singapore, my bowels had jerked back to life with the consumption of large quantities of green leafy veggies and fruits and i was in the loo so often that i was dehydrated.. my weight fell by another 2 kilograms and i knew i would be in trouble come sunday.. went for a trial ride on thursday night and ended up with bad cramping and exhaustion.. i felt like i was gonna let my team down so even with fever raging over the weekend, i took panadol, drank redoxon, ate heaps of fruit and drank lots of electrolytes.. after much prayer, i made it to the start line at the TTT.. we came in 11th out of 12 teams with a pathetic average of 36km/h, but i thank God nevertheless for carrying me on His wings throughout the ride.. OM was totally cool with our poor performance and even thanked me for turning up despite being ill.. we will do better next year! thanks OM, jeff and doc for an enjoyable TTT and my 1st mixed quad attempt! =)
having recovered from fever and diarrhea, i am now down with a throat infection.. but i have faith that i'll recover soon, and be able to train for the TNF run in october.. meanwhile, there's the trifactor OD coming up in a couple of weeks' time.. i told hubs that come next year, i will be taking a step back from being active in races.. i will still run and bike to keep my fitness up.. go for bodypump classes to strengthen my muscles because i know how important it is to be physically fit and strong to continue building houses with Habitat for Humanity.. at the beginning of the year, i remember blogging about how my life in the early thirties was focussed on making my marriage work.. the late thirties was focussed on training for races.. now i know what my life in the forties will be focussed on.. many more house-building trips to Cambodia, Vietnam, India, China and hopefully someday, i will be strong enough to go to Africa.. the number forty has long been universally recognised as an important number and associated with a period of probation, trial and chastisement.. on this Mongolian trip alone i have come away with so many lessons learnt.. i cannot fully express my gratitude for God's mercy and grace.. and great patience with me.. i am looking forward to more challenges ahead.. now, to load a few pictures of the beautiful land of clear blue skies, the people of erdenet and my teammates whom i am proud to have worked with..
10 ladies and 5 gentlemen.. super duper workaholic bunch.. what a riot!
Lugging 25kg bricks all day is a back-breaking job.. but i love it! Heaps better than mixing cement.. i get cement bits up my nostrils, in my hair, on my face.. everywhere lah!
Laying the bricks with cement is like spreading nutella on bread.. except lifting and putting the 25kg brick nicely and neatly and in alignment was a real pain in the *toot toot toot*
Took us a day to get to this height..
By the third day roofs could be erected..
What a thrill to climb onto the roof to do some hammering.. we couldn't resist a photo with the fastest worker on site.. nicknamed speedy gonzales because no one knows his name..
I don't even know what you call this thing.. but it was my best friend for two days.. carried heaps of rocks and stones from hugeass piles outside into the houses to lay the foundation.. i believe i lost my 3kgs repeatedly loading rocks and carrying them into the house and unloading.. ATCHA!!!
We are so proud of the three houses we helped build.. i wish we could have stayed an extra week to finish plastering and painting them..
What a completed house looks like.. a Kodak moment!
Another Kodak moment.. a row of HFH houses..
Lunch is served.. boiled horse innards.. er, thanks but no thanks! i had a hard enough time smiling and nodding at mungku after he gave me a sip of his mongolian tea (salted watery milk from the yak.. i so did not taste tea!) and if you saw the dirty container he used, your stomach would lurch and you'd gag! =P
Waiting for lunchboxes to be delivered with my teammates under the makeshift tent the good Mongolian folks built for us..
The kind sweet folks also built a toilet.. just for us.. awww..
I used it only twice.. my bladder and bowels refused to budge!
Pee the Mongolians way *crickets*
Granny's ger.. she kissed us all on our cheeks on the last day to show us her gratitude.. she was really excited about moving into her new house!
Sodoo's tin house where 8 people live.. she is so grateful and happy to have a new home!
Sodoo trying to explain 'hammer nails into pinewood' to me using a russian/mongolian/english dictionary.. don't ask me how to say it in mongolian.. i am absolutely pathetic at learning the language!
We were told from Day 1 not to touch or play with their dogs.. they are not pets.. they are workers and could possibly be dinner someday.. but we couldn't resist.. a teammate rescued him after hearing him whimper and whine in one of the gers.. we put him into the van and cuddled him and he fell asleep.. awww... mongolian puppy!
Of all the kids, I miss ugenbauer most.. he came round every day with his 'Harlo!' and while helping out tries to learn bits of english.. i call him Tin Tin coz all that's missing is a white miniature schnauzer.. by Day 4 and 5, he responded to Tin Tin more than he did ugenbauer.. i would adopt him in a second!
Oh the kids! The kids! How could you not love them? I bought her a barbie doll in a shop next to the korean restaurant for $2.50 and the smile that lit up her face is priceless!
She chatters on and on, completely oblivious to the fact that i don't speak her language.. she loves my iphone and while we were playing some horsey game with a rope, nature called so she promptly pulled down her underwear and peed all over her shoes.. hmmm.. you gotta love her anyway!
This one eats anything we give her.. i'm serious.. anything!
Oh chubby baby! So cute!!!
Okay i gotta stop! Loading pictures is far more back-breaking than shovelling cement and carrying bricks.. Over and OUT! =)
