Tag Archives: Kazakhstan

a ride through last September

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I grabbed my stuff and went to the bus station. Having taken the marshrutka to the Kyrgyz border several times before, I knew my way around pretty well. But I was surprised to find these posters advertising the border area of Khorgas (the one that I had previously crossed on my shitty little bicycle) as […]


tears of a hooligan

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Rain in Almaty: So I stayed in. And I learned two things. 1) Remember the big fat black cat Sarkozy, the one who had been my sworn enemy the last time I stayed here? Well, there were more of his kind now, and they were actually quite nice: 2) Remember the little kid from last […]


one thing bout tacos when they hit you feel no pain

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I arrived in Almaty at around nine in the morning: I went to the hostel where I had been staying almost a year ago. I was a bit worried that the people there wouldn’t be able to recognize me with my beard and all, but they just smiled and said: “Oh, it’s you!” Then they […]


meeting with me

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Went to Tashkent railway station today: In Uzbekistan, you are told to arrive forty minutes before your train departs. I usually try to be there at least an hour early. So I hung out in the waiting hall until the train arrived: I felt excited – how would our train pass the border? Would we […]


numismatics

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Back to Tashkent. I regretted buying plane tickets. There is a train from Tashkent to Almaty and back, a train which I should have taken. Better for the environment. Better for me. More stuff to see out of the window. Sometimes I am just baffled by my own ignorance. Anyway, here I was, with my […]


buffer day

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I had come to Almaty to get my new Uzbek visa, and that was it. But before, when I was still in Germany, and I didn’t know yet how long it was going to take, I had left an extra day before my flight back, just in case things didn’t go as planned. That day […]


another great success

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Today, after three hours of waiting and paying fees in different places like I had before in Bishkek last November and in Almaty this January, I finally got my new Uzbek visa: Considering that the last one I had gotten in Germany had only been granted for a mere 17 days, I felt very relieved […]


no work on workers day

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I had come to Almaty to get my next Uzbek visa, so I went to the Uzbek embassy right away. I knew where it was, because I had been there before in January with my brother Ruben. So I walked around a little: I noticed that there were decorations for Workers’ Day up in some […]


tragic satsivi

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I left Tashkent on a sunny afternoon: …and landed in Almaty on a cloudy evening: (The above picture is the stadium that I had seen when it was still under construction more than a half year ago.) When I went out to get something to eat, it felt as if Almaty had not changed at […]


hovering

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When it comes to entering or leaving countries, airports are usually a lot easier than land borders. People stand nicely in line. The atmosphere is professional. You don’t have to stand around outside. So today was a total breeze. We hopped onto a flight: Hovered in the air for a little while: And then we […]


ace of the damn base

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We wanted to go to Tashkent. But when we looked at our options, we found out that it was going to take us 26 hours to get there by train. Twenty-six hours and a border crossing where you had to wait for hours. Hm, we thought, then how about a bus? But we were told […]


Robo

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Remember this dude? My brother Ruben. Yes! He’s back, and he’s bigger and badder than the last time we walked together almost nine years ago. In the afternoon, we wandered around town for a while, looking for the Uzbek embassy. First we found this tree: Then we found the embassy: Three hours later we had […]


four kay man

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I spent the day trying to make a promotional video out of some of the footage I had collected over the last five months: Here’s one thing I can tell you though: editing 4K on a notebook sucks. Big time. Oh, and when I went to a book store to get one of my books […]


from A to A

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There is a young Chris in me somewhere who thinks that walking should just be from point A to point B. That there should be no intermissions and no trips off the chosen route. None, ever. It’s the same Chris who walked from Paris to Bad Nenndorf in the summer of 2003, without ever stopping […]


Zhuangzi’s smoothie

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Had a smoothie today: It was smooth, yet also not smooth. A Zhuangzi-esque start into the year. I liked it.


one

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Good news, everyone! I still had one pomelo left from the year before.


pomegranate + the v

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I slept for a long time, and then I went out: Astana was nice around Christmas: the lights, the dry cold, the sound of crunching snow. I went and found a place where you could have food and make drawings on the tablecloth at the same time: So I ordered a crêpe with mushrooms… …and […]


one fourth of everything

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Woke up, packed my stuff and went outside to hitch a ride back to Baht, the place where I had parked the Caboose the night before. Some of you might remember from a few months back that I suck at hitchhiking, so I ended up standing there for a while, holding out my arm, trying […]


Tashkent

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Woke up and brushed my teeth next to the road: You can see the border to Uzbekistan right be hind me. Then I changed some Uzbek money and got this ridiculously large wad of cash: Inflation is the name of the game. Had some cookies and some ice-tea, watched some “Modern Family” on my phone […]


a perfect bench and a Caboose in pain

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Everyone got up pretty early, when it was still dark outside. We had some tea and some bread, then we said good-bye: Yerik introduced me to his neighbor, a blind gentleman who really loved the idea of walking around with the Caboose: I was a bit worried though, because the ball bearings on one of […]