Daysleeping

I went to Mongolia by myself to ride horses for my 40th birthday.  While I was there, I accidentally set myself on fire, possibly permanently damaged my ankle, pooped in the woods a bunch, cried about beauty a whole lot, and rediscovered a self I'd misplaced for a long time before that.  I wholeheartedly recommend a similar trip to anyone (though I suggest you give the stovepipe some distance, if you do), and this will be the first of a few posts in which I try to tell you about what I did and saw and why I liked it so much. I didn't start out with a grand idea to visit Mongolia because I've always dreamed of it--I honestly didn't know if there was much there to see there, and I was thinking more along the lines of yoga retreats in Bali for my big birthday trip.  Lazy naps in the sun and lots of tropical fruit seemed to be on order for a celebration of one's 40th.  Since my children were born, I'd never gone away without them for more than a long weeke