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Timurland

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We went to Shahrisabz today, a small town located about an hour south of Samarkand. It is known as the birthplace of Timur (or Tamerlan), and apparently he had initially planned to turn it into the capital of his empire instead of Samarkand. Well, plans change sometimes. He did build a large palace for himself […]


sleep, dude

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When I woke up this morning, I didn’t feel that sick anymore. So it was decided that we should go downtown and look at a big fat Sleeping Buddha. And I, being a fan of Sleeping Buddhas ever since a certain summer day in Zhangye (or “Reclining Buddhas”, as they call them) was excited to […]


death ride

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We woke up in our apartment, upon which the owner invited us to check out one of his other rooms: It turned out he was very passionate about wood work. Then we got into a car that was going to take us into the mountains, up to Iskanderkul, the “Lake of Alexander”, and then back […]


I’m one with the bread, and the bread is with me

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We took a shared taxi to Istaravshan, a settlement about an hour Southwest of Khujand. It was a quiet little town: But one thing we noticed was that the people there were extremely friendly. And many of them addressed us in English. These school girls came running across the street for a group photo: This […]


what royals drink

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Kokand, an old Khanate like Samarkand or Bukhara, had a very nice, relaxed feel to it. We got up early and checked out the Palace of Khudayar Khan: It was essentially a single-story structure spread around a bunch of courtyards: Reminded me of a regular Uzbek country home, just a lot bigger and a lot […]


amuse me

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Since we had decided to spend our time looking around Central Asia, we started with the Jami Mosque of Andijan: Like so many buildings in this part of the world, it seemed like a new structure that was supposed to look old: Even more so on the inside: And parts of this “new old” were […]


hey ho, let’s get a color copy!

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My plan to get a tourist visa for Turkmenistan was still in effect. I had found a very capable travel agent from Ashgabat. His name was Babageldi, and he seemed like a great guy. I felt optimistic. But all I could do now was wait. And I wasn’t alone. She had come to Uzbekistan to […]


flights

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Four years later, and here I am – back in Khorgas. It took a lot of flying to get here: Hanover – Istanbul Istanbul – Beijing Beijing – Karamay Karamay – Yining …and then a car ride to Khorgas. Most of the time it looked somewhat like this: Blurry. There was one exception though. I […]