Some how, we managed a night at the theater here in Mongolia. Actually, we made these arrangements with a local member of the Church -- a good brother named Galsa-- before everything went so crazy (we have become VERY busy this past week)!
It was a fascinating evening, as you might expect. And, as you can see, it was a very colorful evening! This is a play about a very wise man, the wisest man in Mongolia. He fears his father has died and is quite sad. But soon his father is found and he is very happy. His father wants to be taught by his very wise son, who is very hesitant, insisting that he is not one to teach his father.
But soon, the son is teaching not only his father but also the people of the land. The poor ones listen as he tells them not to drink, not to smoke and to take care of their families (no this was not a Church production!). But the rich laugh and make fun of him. We think (not understanding the language even though we had a translator) that the wise man ended up teaching only the poor -- the only ones who would listen. Sound familiar?
The play was made a bit more memorable due to the special celebration it happened to be. The theater is celebrating it's 200th birthday! So, that theater is almost as old as our country!
You'll have to excuse the quality of the pictures. We didn't have our own camera with us (didn't leave from our apartment and didn't think to take it when we left this morning), which we think would have taken better pictures.
It was an enjoyable night, even though we were way too tired!