Tag Archives: taking care of stuff

need a toy

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Went back to the visa office and picked up my passport. It had a little stamp in it: So I figured I was good to go. Or stay in. Or do whatever. I decided to have a non-alcoholic beverage: And then I went to the bazaar: They tend to be pretty similar, these bazaars, regardless […]


bureaumania

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My visa was valid until October 22nd. So far so good. But I would fly out of Tehran on October 25th (to Taiwan, then to Germany, for some book promos and some presentations). So I needed to extend my visa, and for that, I needed to print out some documents (like my flight tickets and […]


Only One Obstacle Remains

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I changed the tyre, but something seemed a bit off with it, so I decided to take it to a bike shop. It was going to be my first car ride in Iran: The bike shop was right next to the place where I had bought my sim-card. I decided to go there first and […]


riding the elephant

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Had a great breakfast this morning: Then I got into a car that was going to take me to the border, to check on the Caboose. We didn’t go to the border right away though, because we first had to pick up some stuff from a garage: When we were done, the car looked like […]


Gotdog

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I went on my second visa run today. With both Uzbek and Turkmen visas in my passport, all I had to do was get an Iranian one, and I would be good to go. So I took a cab downtown, and then I started walking around: The Iranian Embassy had me go to some bank […]


visa bozo

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I wanted to get my Turkmen visa as soon as possible. So I got up early and flagged down a cab. Urmat, the driver, was a friendly guy who spoke good English. He took me to the Turkmen Embassy, but we arrived there an hour early (they opened at 10am). So we figured we might […]


in the snorm

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I got a call today that prompted me to go back to Bishkek and take care of some business. So I took my daily photo: And then I showered, put on some fresh clothes, grabbed my toothbrush and a candy bar, and then I stepped out the door. I came back five minutes later and […]


old tourists

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With the Caboose, it was almost always the ball-bearings. I took her to a bicycle repair guy on the street corner today: And it took us a while, but I think we managed to fix the problem. Or at least contain it: I noticed that there were a lot of European tourists in Bukhara, and […]


90 minutes

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There were no marshrutkas in Navoyi. So I hopped on a shared ride and went back to Samarkand: It had taken me several days to walk to Navoiy from there, but it was only a 90-minute car ride. How easy. When I got there, I went straight to the post office: I had to show […]


what weekdays mean

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Sometimes, when I am on the road, I lose track of which day of the week it is. Dates are somewhat important to me, mostly because of my visa issues, but weekdays just don’t seem to have a lot of meaning. Today I decided to stay in Samarkand, because I wanted to pick something up […]


night train

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Walked into this charming gentleman at the hostel where I was staying: We introduced ourselves and then talked for quite a long time, so long in fact that when I realized that I had forgotten his name it seemed somehow impolite to ask. He was from Germany, he traveled solo, and his beard was much […]


refusal to steam

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The next country I wanted to walk through was Turkmenistan. I didn’t know much about it, except that there were fast horses and beautiful carpets. And there was another thing that I knew: with the Caspian Sea to the West of Turkmenistan and Afghanistan to its East, there was no way around it. Alas, I […]


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 […]


rail transport

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My Uzbek visa was about to run out in two days. So the night before I had left the Caboose with Firuza in Mirbazar and taken a cab back to Samarkand. And now I was to return to Tashkent by train and then Almaty by plane to get a new visa there. Today was about […]


wrap it up

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Feeling that my work was done, I sat down in the warm morning sun and read some Eco: All was well in Samarkand. But when I went to check on the Caboose, I discovered something terrible: The paint was no good. Fuck, I thought. Fuggidifuckfuckfuck. I went and bought a scraper: Samarkand was looking extra […]


second coat

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The paint had basically dried overnight, so I went and took the Caboose home to the place where I was staying, upon which I decided that she needed an additional coat of paint. It was a beautiful day out: I walked around under the blue sky and bought some more of the paint we had […]