Rolling Fog in Ger Camp

I've lost track of the days. I'm guessing it's somewhere around the 17th. The fog is rolling across the hills as I sit in my Ger writing. A dog who looks a lot like Smudge is sitting outside. No one else is up yet. We went on a long horseback ride yesterday and stayed up late playing a game called Snooker. Still no wi-fi or internet of any kind. So I may be in China before I can post any of my messages.