Сайн байна уу Монгол Улс. aka. Hello Mongolia.

I just visited Ulaanbaatar definitely one of my favourite cities in Asia so far. Incredibly dynamic forward minded, yet traditional (and you can see tradition and modernism at each street corner and in the country side. Starting from the bad, civilization connected „values“ like traffic and waste to more culturally impressive and different-from-European point of view, like the monks, the food, and the friendliness of the Mongolian peoples.

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In the collage you’ll find some pictures form UB, but also from me riding a horse for the first time ever. We visited also the Chinggis Khan Statue Complex about 70km away from UB.

for staying in UB I highly recommend the AirBnB offers starting from a very low price range to quite some luxurious apartments in the city centre.

I’ll post an update before I gogo…

VG FOE

Gute Musik ist gut: What Light Never Goes Dim #fb

I’m not in love with the sound of my voice
I have been in love only one time
I see red shows, she is quiet the band is loud
Sharing beer from the can at the back of the crowd
Anyway, I’ve only been in love the one time

Sometimes we dance, you have convinced me to dance
This is a testament of your power to convince
I am convinced and continue to be convinced
Like I said, I’ve only been in love the one time

What light never goes dim
What light never goes dim
What light never goes dim
What light never goes dim

What light never goes dim
What light never goes dim

Read more: Aidan Knight – What Light (Never Goes Dim) Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Al Gore’s TED 2016 speech #fb

There are quite some indications that we are going to win the climate crisis. And it is good to hear them in a way Al Gore puts them.

There are a lot figures and numbers in the presentation that are kind of questionable but the message got clear.

After the final no there comes a yes
And on that yes the future world depends.
No was the night. Yes is this present sun.
If the rejected things, the things denied,
Slid over the western cataract, yet one,
One only, one thing that was firm, even
No greater than a cricket’s horn, no more
Than a thought to be rehearsed all day, a speech
Of the self that must sustain itself on speech,
One thing remaining, infallible, would be
Enough. Ah! douce campagna of that thing!
Ah! douce campagna, honey in the heart,
Green in the body, out of a petty phrase,
Out of a thing believed, a thing affirmed:
The form on the pillow humming while one sleeps,
The aureole above the humming house…
It can never be satisfied, the mind, never.

– source: Wallace Stevens – The Well Dressed Man With A Beard

LG FOE