Picnic with everyone!

The other day the folks all took us out to the "lake" for a picnic. Well, there was no lake in sight, so I don't know what they were talking about, but we did end up in a beautiful field with some mighty sized bugs! We all picked strawberries while Yergeldi finished up the traditional dish we were eating (Johnson, this was the dish your friend liked, we think). Boy, was it good! It was lovely fat noodles with meat and broth. Awesome, at least until Dave looked at us with a mischievous smile and said, "Do you know what you're eating?" Um, no, we didn't know what we were eating. We thought it was mutton. We were wrong.

Here is a picture of Brian with his cup of horse juice. Finding out what it was both threw us off our dinner and that was it for us. To Diego and all the other offended horses, we offer up our sincerest apologies. They tricked us! Horse milk we may have tried willingly (or drunkenly), but never flesh. Blech.

Here is a beautiful view from our drive in the big field.

Our hosts, Yergeldi andn Shaizada.

Me and Michael spinnin'.

Everyone gathered around the horse/vodka table.