In my very last week and back at the school. Its opened for grades 6 to 11, I don't know when the younger students will go back.
I've spent the last few weeks working at the New Choice Scout Association office, checking over the english in project proposals and letters, etc. The small staff in the office were very friendly and I benefited from a free lunch every day at a local cafe where for some reason they dont have to pay. The lunches were fairly decent apart from the first time when there were bits of animal floating in the soup which were more arteries than meat and still had bit of fur on them. Stomach churning stuff!
Its been fairly uneventful over here, most places are still closed and I dont think the city will be back to normal for quite a while.

Its gotten ridiculously cold very quickly, during the day its between -10 and -15 degrees whenever I go outside my breath makes my hair and eyelashes freeze alomst instantly, my Buffalo shirt has been fantastic in keeping me warm although Chimge cant understand why I use it because she thinks it looks too thin to be warm.

I had one incident where a man came and asked for the time, and so I tell him which leads to him following me around the city chattering away in mongolian and a little bit of shocking english for the next 45 minutes. He was probably the most irritating individual I've met so far, he kept on purposfully bumping into me and knocking me off balance which had me really pissed off after 10 minutes. I made a desperate dash into a supermarket and tried to lose him amoungst the shelves but failed, which really annoyed me so I made it quite clear with lots of gesturing, shouting and swearing that I wanted him to go away. This didn't work and I was about to leg it in the direction of the flat when I heard a very welcome english accent "No, we don't want a fucking taxi!!!" Two women were attempting to cross the busy road nearby, but their attempts were being thwarted by various taxi cabs which kept on pulling up right in front of them. I dashed over "You speak english!!!" My stalker jostled me again nearly knocking me into the oncoming traffic "SOD OFF! Look, you've got to help me, this guys been following me for nearly an hour and I can't get rid of him." They promptly grab my arms and tow me back to their hotel, still followed by the annoyance, who tries to trip up one of my rescuers resulting in three very angry english howling abuse, attracting the attention of the hotel staff who thankfully got rid of him. I hid in the lobby for a while and thanked the women. To my embarrasment I found this was their first day in Mongolia (a wonderful and encouraging introduction to the country I gave them) so I reassured them that the country was nice and not everyone was a crazy stalker. One of them was on her way back from several years working as an accountant in a private hospital in Australia and her friend had flown out to China to meet her and they would briefly tour Mongolia and Russia before heading home to the UK. I gave them what advice I could for surviving in Ulaanbaatar and took my leave for a thankfully stalker-free trek to the flat.