I arrived in UB today. (UB = Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia). It feels a little odd to be doing this alone. Part of that is because I’m sad. I left my home and I left my son and husband in there and they will move to America without me. I had a very good last day in Chiang Mai, but I’m still not ready to accept that I will not be returning there. I’m also tired. The past few weeks have been draining. It just isn’t easy to do this. I spent a little bit of the afternoon walking around UB – I didn’t venture too far away, but did take in a few sights.
Then there was dinner with the whole group who are on this Zavkhan Trekking trip with me – the other horse riders, our translators and our trip leader.
After dinner I returned to the hotel feeling like I’d made a mistake. I was overwhelmed with taking in a new level of new while trying not to process this transition. I talked to Michael a bit. He and Sam are in Bangkok.
Then I went to sleep.