Pictures from an old friend
Once in a while, I received notes from friends I befriended when I backpacked a few years back.
I received with great delight, an email from a friend whom I have not thought of for some time. He was a great host when I was visiting Inner Mongolia. I can still remember how his presentation of traditional Mongolian music filled the living room of the hostel. Strangers became friends in an instant. How magical music can be.
This time round, he sent me images which ignited my yearning for the vast grassland, the boundary-free horse riding….


















