Tannu Tuva

"Tuva or bust"! With this cry, I declare my next destination in the remote corners of Asia.

Walking around Harvard Square, I came upon an excellent book store - "Globe Corner". Unlike regular travel books, it had both guides and interesting, geographically-contextual pieces of work organized by different parts of the world. Here I came across the abovementioned title, written by Ralph Leighton, who was a fellow-traveler of Richard Feynman. Feynnman of course is every geek's hero, because he totally got Physics, and also got totally laid all the time.

Already, I am immersed in this book. As much as being in Mongolia - memories of the chilly bath on the banks of the stream in Ikh Tamir still enervate me like nothing else - was great, Tuva sounds like one of the many wonderful places that the wonderful Mongols have lost to greedy bigger neighbors.

So if anyone wants to sign up for Tuva and/or Kalmykia, please keep me posted.

To my list of delusions, now I add another - I think I must be a reincarnated Mongolian/Tibetan lama. Something about those cultures just attracts me unmeasurably. (Although Tuvan is linguistically Turkic, but everyone knows Mongol and Turkic are intertwined).