I’m posting this photo of a Ger (yurt) roof at night. The chimney stack peers through an ominous moonlit night. The white felt covering wraps around the center roof sprocket revealing the light from within. In the cold and dark there’s always a warm lit shelter from the gloom that reminds me that at times home is where you are. I’m really lucky that I’ve got a lot good friends out there while I’m out here. It sincerely means a lot. This photo was shot in the old capital city of Kharakhorim. At one time it was the center of the Mongolian Empire that reached from the Pacific to the edges of Eastern Europe and through the Arabian peninsula. Today it’s a small hamlet with only ruins and one Tibetan Buddhist Temple standing called Erdene Zu. It’s a special place that’s far on the map. This night was an especially cold and windy night.
Linh Vien Thai is Amerasian, born in Dalat, South Vietnam, where he continued to lived during the war. He left for the U.S. and is now an American living in Tokyo. He enjoys adventure traveling and doing what’s right to make the world a better place.
