Oh my God, it felt like someone poured a bucket of hot water on me. I realized I was literally 200 miles south of the Mongolian border.

My God. Better than I could possibly explain.

For those who need it (water and sewer), it's great.

The fairways were accumulating so much water where it was unfair to the players trying to take casual water relief. They were having to go a long way to find a dry spot, and that kind of changes the game a little bit. That's when we threw in the towel.

A visit to this country by President Clinton is the high water mark.

It seems odd, but they'd end every conversation with 'Have a nice day.