Tag Archives: Uzbekistan

unreal Turkmenistan

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As I’m writing this I begin to realize that all of the following blog posts will be very long, with lots and lots of pictures (and hopefully with some videos as well). I think this is because Turkmenistan was a special experience for me, after waiting for such a long time to get in. There […]


royally afraid

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Remember how excited I was to find out that Tajikistan was apparently dominated not by Coca-Cola and not by Pepsi, but by Royal Crown Cola? I’m of course a Dr. Pepper guy, but I always appreciate the struggle of the underdog, so I was happy to see that RC is apparently launching a campaign into […]


under mud

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The Caboose seemed to be in good shape, which meant that no repairs were necessary, which in turn meant that I had the day off. I decided to check out the 8th/9th century Samanid Mausoleum, one of the oldest monuments in Central Asia: It had allegedly survived the Mongol invasion because it had been buried […]


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 […]


farewell to all

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Sometimes it feels as if I’m traveling through all these places just to say good-bye to them. So I bid farewell to Tashkent today: I left it on a train in the evening. It was a good train, one of the new Afrosiob bullet trains that I had first been on several months ago. The […]


the oldest door and the fire

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I had an interview today with a charming local journalist called Olesya: We met for lunch, so I suggested we go to the place that made the best lagman in town. But of course this happened: It was closed. Of course it was closed. Abandoning the idea of having the best lagman in town, we […]


sizes of things

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When I woke up, the train was still rumbling along: The kids had been quiet for most of the night, so that was good. The hostel I usually stayed at in Tashkent didn’t have any rooms, so I did what I had been wanting to do since I came to Tashkent for the first time […]


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 […]


run from the hanger

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Another day in Tashkent, waiting for my train. I helped a lady from New Zealand get certificates for a few suzanis she had purchased. I was pretty good at that by now. Then we sat down and talked. Why had we decided to travel? I said I just liked to experience things. She said her […]


Party Down is boss

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Stayed in. Sorted some pictures. I had taken more than 18.000 photos in just four weeks (mainly because of the many time-lapse shots). And while I was sorting through my endless archives I watched some Party Down, which is one of the best things to have ever lived on TV: Seriously, this thing getting cancelled […]


dinner alone

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Just like that, she was gone. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . And I had dinner: Alone.


this is what you can’t wear

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With the rejection of my third attempt at getting a Turkmen visa (and her attempt at obtaining a transit visa rejected as well), we started making plans for the weeks ahead. She was going to leave via airplane, and I was going to take a train out of Tashkent. So we went to the train […]


how to get certified

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Remember how we were told to get certificates for the hand-made suzanis we had bought a few days ago? Well, today we went and had them examined and certified, and because the road there wasn’t very easy I will try to share with you what I know: If you have bought hand-made articles like suzanis, […]


the best lagman in Tashkent

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If you want lagman, the hearty Central Asian noodle dish, you need to find an Uyghur chef. Everyone knows that they are the best when it comes to noodle-making. My personal favorite lagman-place in Tashkent is this one: Binket near Chorsu Bazaar. I marked it for you on the map. If you ask a taxi […]


mail fail

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We were about to go back to Tashkent today. But first we had to think of a way to get rid of the suzani we had bought: They were too heavy to lug around, especially if I was going to do any serious walking in the months to come. So we went to the main […]


I like shopping

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Something happened this morning: Something that led to a supreme vantage point: It didn’t last long: But it was good while it lasted. The day was still young when we took a half-hour drive to Urgut, a village in the southeast of Samarkand. Urgut was famous for its bazaar. When we got there, it was […]


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 […]


the noodle prophet

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I wanted to take pictures of the sunrise, so I got up at 4:30 in the morning and walked over to the Registan. After the sun had come up, I ran into a Japanese gentleman who was in Samarkand with a tour group: He was very enthusiastic about everything. Then she came and picked me […]


drunken swag

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So we went and looked at some graves today: They were in Shah-i-Zinda, a mausoleum complex in the northern part of the city: The site was fairly large: Some of the mausoleums were richly decorated: While others looked rather simple – but only from the outside: Because from the inside, every single one… …was spectacular: […]


one thousand and one big fat penises

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There was a palace called Nurullaboy Saroyi just outside of Khiva’s gates: It was apparently well worth a visit, but alas! it was closed for renovations, as we were told by this friendly lady: We had already booked train tickets to Samarkand, so we just got some ice cream and sat down in front of […]