Coutry Side Goat Roast!!

This weekend is my final weekend with my host-family. I have taken my language test, and i dont think that i have ever been so nervous in my whole life, im hoping i did well, i dont find out until tuesday, tuesday is also the day we find out our site placements, its going to be very exciting.
How do you like the photos? The outfit that i am wearing in the family photo was made for me by my host mom, how awesome is that!! The photos were taken at our host family picnic (dont worry more details are to come). I was going to put more photos up but because the connection is so slow here it takes for ever for them to load. Anyways yesterday we went on our host-family picnic, it was crazy fun, i ate and drank more than i should have but what the heck, im in Mongolia. The picnic was also very interesting. We had a "goat roasting" were you cook the goat with hot rocks, the goat meat was awesome. It was the freshest meat i have ever had, why do you ask? One of my fellow friends family brought a goat, that goat turned out to be our meal. We slaughtered the goat, well i didnt actually slaughter it i just watched, it was interesting to see what the inside of a goat looks like. And to my surprise there is not much meat on the animal. However we ate more that just the meat, we ate the liver, heart, and the intestine. You might be thinking, "how can one eat intestine" well its simple you just fill it with blood first and then you eat it duh! I found out that its called blood sausage and again to my surprise it could have been alot worse. I tried everything i could, its not everyday you have the opportunity to eat innards of a goat. The picnic also involved drinking copious amounts of vodka, singing in a language i can barely speak, playing games and just having a great time. What more can you ask for than good food and great company. We stayed at the picnic for about eight hours, cooking a goat with hot rocks takes time. I thought that when we the picnic was over the drinking would be over but it wasnt. We returned home, my host-family invited another family over, with that was more drinking and good times. When the night was finally over i could see the starting to rise on the distant horizon (3:45 am). So i was thinking, Mongolians and Americans have a completely different definition of "picnic", and after thinking of it i think i enjoy the Mongolian version much more.
I am going to miss the comforts of my host family, they treated me like one of their own, however all good things must come to an end, and really this is just the end of the beginning. It hard for me to think that its already august, time has been flying here (well kinda). Days go bay fast but weeks go by slow, if that makes any sense at all. Until next time....