Yesterday we went to another Tsagaan Sar celebration.  The first pic is a platter of 'buuz' the meat wrapped in a dough and boiled.  They are really quite good.  At this meal, we started with a small bowl of rice being passed around.  You took the spoon and put some rice in your left hand and ate it.  It is a traditional way of starting the meal. In the next pic, the sister in the green outfit is the grandmother of one of the branch presidents here.  She was part of a hunger strike years ago for religious freedom in her country.  She was a very courageous women.  These are some of the Elders that are serving here in Ulaanbaatar standing ouside the apartment complex where we had eaten out meal.  It also snowed because it is getting warm enough to snow instead of just freezing.

Today we went to the branch we are assigned to.  It is out in the countryside, about 30-40 drive from the city.  It is a very modern chapel. Alot of open space and snow out there.  We did not have a translator with us so we did not understand the words of the testimonies born but we understood the spirit of them.  The people there were very friendly too.  One young woman came up and gave me a hug and said I kind of looked like her mother.  Her mother was not there and is not a member.  Maybe I will get to see her some day.