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The flight left SFO at about 1:15 in the morning on Wednesday, August 1. After a 12-hour flight, we stopped for transit in Incheon, Korea, where we totally ignored the restaurants and shops, and instead sat on one place for nine hours. We weren't tired because despite our efforts, we had all slept for a long time on the airplane (I personally slept right through "The Mexican" and also through a good part of "Traffic"), leaving us wide awake and vulnerable to the psychotic time difference (it was now Thursday night!). We played a few games with some very nice sets of Asiana Airlines cards, as well as a few games with our fists. After what seemed like hours (well, it was hours), we boarded the the Miat Airlines flight. I sat next to Helen and we figured out our whole workshop for the conference right there. Then we landed in Ulaanbaatar and met up with Pastor Liu, who had never seen so much luggage in his life. We all got carted off in a van that was way too small; I seriously could not see over the bags and suitcases that surrounded me. To my surprise, the Zaluuchuud Hotel was now pink, and the lobby was entirely remodeled and rearranged to look much nicer. We stayed in the nice, two-person rooms to start, which were 38,000 Mongolian (1098 to the US dollar). That night, after our meeting, Tuya and Nyambaa came to our hotel to visit us! They were he first familiar faces we saw on the trip, and we talked for a long time and looked at Leon's and Wayne's photo albums.
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