Got into another marshrutka today:
It was going to take me into the mountains and up to lake Issyk-kul. The ride took four hours, and this was my view out of the window:
We stopped only once on our way up:
And then I was finally there, in Kaji-Say, a small village on the Southern shore of the lake:
I had been there before, in the fall of 2014, during my first visit to Central Asia.
This was what I had seen back then:
I liked this little place very much.
The old sanatorium where I had stayed that time was still there:
I went up to the door and knocked, but there was no one to be found. In the end a neighbor phoned the owners for me.
We didn’t recognize each other. But I got a room.