This (http://www.rdrop.com/~glacier/yurtPages/yurt.10.98.002.jpg) is a yurt. The modern ones are sort of like one-room cabins, except made of thick canvas. Ours had a cooking range, refridgerator, and cupboards (as well as beds), but no running water. Dad loves camping, I'm beginning to dislike it more and more (wet! cold! lack of proper bathrooms! no privacy! did I mention the wet? it always seems to rain when we go camping; I think it follows us), and Mum and Dad are beginning to really hate sleeping on the ground, so we've been staying in yurts.
Yurts (also referred to as gers) are Mongolian in origin--sort of like teepees. The modern ones, however, are not in any way portable. (Or made of horse-parts. At least, I think the felt is horse--it might be camel.)
Er, yes, cultural lesson of the day. :) If you couldn't tell, I was using my mother's schoolteacher voice.
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And yeah, the problem with Reading Constantly is that I get so awfully restless and want to go places. This is probably why reading is so much more enjoyable on wet, dreary days when one can't really go anyplace (unless they're me...I love rain; bicycling in it is heavenly). I have read while walking, though. In my last house, I used to walk this circular road around our semi-rural neighbourhood while reading. Now, reading in Wal-Mart is another story altogether! (Yes, I've done that too; rather came to grief in Affairs of the Shopping Cart as well! :p)
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Date: 2006-10-22 11:47 pm (UTC)Yurts (also referred to as gers) are Mongolian in origin--sort of like teepees. The modern ones, however, are not in any way portable. (Or made of horse-parts. At least, I think the felt is horse--it might be camel.)
Er, yes, cultural lesson of the day. :) If you couldn't tell, I was using my mother's schoolteacher voice.
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And yeah, the problem with Reading Constantly is that I get so awfully restless and want to go places. This is probably why reading is so much more enjoyable on wet, dreary days when one can't really go anyplace (unless they're me...I love rain; bicycling in it is heavenly). I have read while walking, though. In my last house, I used to walk this circular road around our semi-rural neighbourhood while reading. Now, reading in Wal-Mart is another story altogether! (Yes, I've done that too; rather came to grief in Affairs of the Shopping Cart as well! :p)