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free hugs.


Today, as I was walking downtown I ran into this group of girls in the town's square giving out free hugs.

I immediately thought of my friend, Ross, and when he had a "free hugs" day on the Concourse at Auburn, University. It was a beautiful day and a lot of fun.


I gave them a big hug and told them about my friend, Ross, and how everyone thought it was really fun and nice. The girls knew enough English to have a short conversation with me but I think they really wanted to get back to hugging.

I asked them if it was the first time they had ever done that and they said yes. They said they thought it was the first time for "free hugs" in Mongolia. Which I thought was pretty cool.

I think the most beautiful part about it is that right now is tourist season here. Starting May 1st I've seen more tourists than I've seen in the 6 months I've been here. So, whether or not they meant for their "free hugs" day to be in tourist season or not, it still was.

What a beautiful picture of hospitality and love.

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  1. yay. i remember this with a smile. and i love that a little bit of auburn made an appearance there in mongolia. makes it feel more like home, doesn't it?

    you are remarkable, holli...such an inspiration!

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