As I settled in for the four hour bus trip from the Mediterranean coastal city of Sfax eastward to Tozeur, I couldn’t help but notice I was being watched from across the isle. While I tore into my massive roasted chicken sandwich, a boy of about seven wouldn’t stop staring at me.
In the main plaza of Dalanzadgad’s stadium, kids run and play and celebrate Naadam, the annual summertime festival of three traditional games: Mongolian wrestling, horse racing and archery.