Our First Encounter with Healthcare in Mongolia
The jeep rolls up the hill, and the doctor emerges, with a metal box of tricks. She’s a slight, friendly woman in her 30s: I...
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The Doctor is Called
Like all good travelling families headed to remote parts of developing countries, Zac and I are packing a medical kit stuffed to the gunnels with...
Charon the Ferryman and Tsagaannuur
In news from the department of the bleeding obvious, drinking horse dung juice, even mixed with vodka, has not improved Maahar’s tummy. He heads back...