I made it to South Carolina, and I didn’t fall asleep driving.  I’ve actually fallen asleep very, very little since last Saturday night, but Iwon’t talk to you about mine and Jack Henry’s little problems.  I’ll just have you know that as soon as he’s old enough to go anywhere, he’s grounded.  For a year.

I brought my laptop because I was intending to blog while I was here, but I’ve been having problems figuring out how to post pictures to my blog without Photoshop (which I didn’t realize until I got here wasn’t loaded onto this computer).

So, I thought I’d jump on here briefly and share some of the photos that Big D has been posting from Mongolia.  He’s, from all appearances , having a great time (despite a brief bout with some kind of 24 hour flu bug).

That’s Big D and his new friend Munkh.  I think Munkh must have served as a guide of sorts to Big D on a little tour of the area.  And just so you know, my information is coming from very brief e-mails and the captions that he’s posted with his pictures.  It’s like a confusing, frustrating puzzle….but a little bit fun….trying to figure out where he is and what he’s doing.

Above is some huge monument that was built for the 800th anniversary of Genghis Khan’s rule.  The cars pictured give you some perspective of its size.  Big D and others went to see Transformers there apparently. He says they entered somewhere near the tail, which I found extremely funny, but I’m kinda sophmoric in my humor.

Here’s a view from his head…

Big D says he was surprised at the beauty of Mongolia.  I wonder if I’m going to have to move there.  I wonder if the Lord knows that I would have a hard time living somewhere that doesn’t have chocolate chips at the ready.  He probably does….

They have cars and some roads, but they deal with a different kind of traffic…

But a lot of the roads are of the dirt variety…. (That’s Josh of Watermelon Ministry, whom Big D went over with)…

This is one of my favorite pictures.  It’s the top of a Buddhist temple and the prayer flags.

I just love the color.

I have a hard time looking at these next few pictures…

I told Big D just to forget the souvenirs and bring those little boys home, so that I could love them, and bathe them, and read to them, and sign them up for baseball.  But I’m not sure how he’d get them past customs….

 Want to see more?  He has tons more posted at his website.  Click here.