Imagine Christmas Day: most stores are closed. You feel sorry for the few folks that have to work a half day at Safeway. There are a few restaurants perhaps that offer a Christmas Day meal, but who wants to eat Christmas Dinner at Village Inn?
Well, we just experienced Christmas for a week in Mongolia. It happened like this. Every summer Mongolia celebrates Naadam which means "festival." It is a three-day celebration of the three manly sports: wrestling, archery, and horseback riding. Naadam is always July 11-13. This year July 11-13 was Monday-Wednesday. As we approached the holiday we stocked up on food and prepared to enjoy a break.
The Mongolian President declared that government workers would work Saturday and Sunday July 9-10 and then take off Thursday and Friday July 14-15. Mongolians had never done that before, and I did not expect it to impact the rest of Mongolia. Surely, by Thursday stores would be open again, I thought.
As often happens things started to go wrong on Saturday night. Charissa began to develop a nasty toothache, and the bathroom door handle chose that night to become non-operative. Sunday we spent the day worshiping the Lord and serving His people. Monday everything was closed; the streets were deserted. Streets that usually were filled with cars were eerily quiet. Many Mongolians had chosen to travel to the countryside.
Tuesday, nothing. Wednesday, nothing. Charissa's tooth felt a little better, but the bathroom door still lacked a handle.
Thursday morning, I began to call dentists. No answer. Finally, a friend of mine contacted a dentist that he knew. Their dentist office was closed until Monday, July 18, that dentist said. I went out to find a door handle. Almost nothing was open. The few hardware shops that were open did not have door handles. Finally, I found a small vendor who seemed to be selling door handles along with other hardware.
"How much are the door handles?" I inquired.
To which the vendor responded, "The guy who sells the door handles isn't here today."
Figures.
Friday, the city still appeared to be a ghost town, and they closed the road that led to the church. The road had large barricades to prevent any cars from entering it.
Finally, on Saturday I found that the hardware stores were open again and was able to buy a door handle. Imagine your local Home Depot being closed from a Monday to a Friday.
Monday, I went with Charissa to see the dentist. He was kind but firm. "Are you in much pain?" he asked Charissa.
"No," she responded. The pain had subsided from the previous weekend when she did not even want to eat.
"Then come in on Thursday at 10 a.m." he told us, "I'm only doing surgeries today."
So if you ever come to Mongolia during Naadam, don't develop a toothache.



quite bad right outside our building for several hours. The roads are narrow enough. As soon astraffic begins to back up, undisciplined drivers are tempted to fill the lane of oncoming traffic which only compounds the problem. Combined with a lack of parking, our residential district can quickly become a traffic quagmire.

