Friday was our first full day, and believe you me, it was FULL. At 7:30, after snacking on dried fruit, granola bars, etc., we went to the prayer meeting and met all our old friends, who were so happy to see us and so unhappy to not see everyone else ("Where's Wendy? Where's Shirley? Where's Ben? Where's Frances? Where's Victor? Where's Gerald? Where's Crystal? Where's Mason? Where's Ralph?"). Then the conference began at 10:00. It was about revival, and there were workshops by our group, and also by the group from the Mandarin congregation.

At lunch break we grabbed some quick stuff at City Coffee, which would turn out to be our mecca for meals. It was a short break, however, for the conferences and workshops were to continue. Many sessions and many hours later, we performed King of Hearts. All right, so none of our dramas actually ran perfectly (Wayne's gloves and heart got caught on each other), but in the end it wasn't as much about performance as it was about the Spirit of the Lord working through it. The synchronized applause at the end told us that they had got the message, which made me so proud of the team, because if King of Hearts isn't performed well, it takes repeated viewings to understand it fully. Immediate comprehension by the audience means the acting is good.

For dinner, do you want to guess where we ate? That's right, we paid (literally) a visit to that fancy-bathroomed ambassador-frequented restaurant, which I adamantly but quietly protested because I thought it ruined our cultural sensitivity. But that night I talked about it with Leon and Jonny, and then later with the group, and I felt better about it. Then it didn't bother me as much, and when I look back, it wasn't so bad, as long as we went only once or so. But that doesn't mean we shouldn't be sensitive!

The view of the street from Auntie Jinnie's hotel room (409) window. This was a relatively good-looking part of town.

Our group is walking back from the City Coffee restaurant. Tony was nearly killed by a right-turning car at the intersection in the background. I'm not kidding.

A nice shot of the city square. The figure in the center is a statue of the Liberator of Mongolia. Don't ask me who it is.

Another photo of us in the square, but now you can see the building that looks like it's from "Bladerunner." I can't believe I let the camera strap get in the way.

Tony, Wayne, Baigalaa, Saruul, Cindy, and Leon sit on the roof of the roof/balcony of the church.

Gloria and Jonny do a workshop for the conference. All this was on the day after we arrived, still affected by jet lag. The lady on the right, by the way, is a great translator.

Leedah and Vincent do their workshop too. That football stunt they did was just nuts. Don't you know that only the United States plays such a ridiculous sport as football?

Here we are socializing during breaks between workshops. I should have used the flash, dang it.

Here is a nice photo of the King of Hearts team; however, it is a little bit off center and looks odd. That's me, Leedah, Cindy, and Vincent.

And here is another King of Hearts cast photo which is centered nicely but is was shot with a slightly shakier hand. Look at the expression on Vincent's face.

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