Tag Archives: Uzbekistan ๐บ๐ฟ
ride ahead
In the morning, we said good-bye to Tatyana, the friendly lady who was in charge of our hotel in Yangiyer: Then we took a cab back to Ulyanovo and went to Ikram’s house. The Caboose was there. And so was his family. It was Sunday. “Come in for tea!” they said. So we went in […]
7-0-0-0
When we got up, we packed the Caboose and took her outside, upon which we immediately set her down again… …for this was our place to dance: By loading the video, you agree to YouTube’s privacy policy.Learn more Load video Always unblock YouTube We had come up with a plan to dedicate this historical 7000km […]
almost a dance
When we finally left Gulistan, we got terribly lost in its bazaar: See the gate in the back of the picture? That wasn’t the way out. Well, we walked past Christmas decorations… …and past a sign that said SAMARQAND: This was the first time that I had ever seen the name Samarqand outside in the […]
smashing subaquatic soup
More unwellness meant more staying in the hotel. Well, we left our room once to go to a restaurant nearby. It had a sort of underwater theme, and the music was really fucking loud: We were not sure if we liked this or not (we kinda did: check out the soundtrack of the day), but […]
I like pink
We stayed in today. Watched some Simpsons. Read a little. Ruben was feeling unwell, so he wasn’t up to much. I had an interview scheduled, but since the internet in this place was so slow, we had to resort to sending voice messages back and forth via messaging app. It took a while. Enough time […]
half day of frost
We couldn’t leave right away. First we had to ride a car for forty minutes: When we arrived in Yangiyul, we waited for two hours in front of the courthouse: Then I was finally handed my documents. But we couldn’t go back just yet. First we had to register our stay at the hotel in […]
all the fish
We left Tashkent in a cab today. We went directly to Yangiyul, where I tried to obtain a couple of documents about the accident from the local courthouse: I failed. So we kept going, tried to buy plastic stools to sit on (and failed at that, too). When we got close to Chinaz, one of […]
Alexander’s river
When I woke up, I was greeted by heavy rain. So I went back to sleep. Two hours later, the rain had gone, only the clouds were still there: It was very windy. I crossed the river Syr Darya at this bridge: Wasn’t allowed to take any pictures of the river itself and had my […]
la Cabouse est morte, vive la Cabouse!
So there she was: The new Caboose: The Caboose 2.0: By loading the video, you agree to YouTube’s privacy policy.Learn more Load video Always unblock YouTube Nice, huh? We started walking right away, through the bazaar of Yangiyul, filled with cars and cars and people: Then the bazaar gave way to a more quiet road: […]
respectwalk
Today Samandar and his dad picked me up, and they had the new Caboose with them: I was excited to take her for a walk, but no. We had to go back to the police and wait around some more. For the third time. I was reminded of my court case in Almaty a couple […]
Christmas Caboose
Had to go back to the police today. Samandar, the destroyer of Cabooses (who was actually a pretty nice guy) took his best friend along: The whole thing at the police ended up taking a very long time. Then we went to Zafar’s workshop to see how far the new Caboose had come along: By […]
santa hats
The police were busy at the police station doing their thing. Zafar was busy working his magic on the remains of the Caboose. It was Christmas Day. I decided to keep wearing my Santa hat and stay in with a bottle of beer: I watched some Russian reality TV, which was unbelievably stupid (or rather, […]
hold me, plastic tree
Christmas Eve. The one day when I really miss my home. I spent most of it at a police station near the accident site. The cops were alright. They had me write a report in English and came up with a translator. I tried to keep my report as simple as possible: On our way […]
death of the Caboose
Wearing my blue Santa hat, and with the Caboose nicely adorned, I said good-bye to the friendly people of the hotel: Looking back it seems a little bit like decorating a sheep that’s about to be slaughtered. But I didn’t know that yet. So we walked out of Tashkent, the place that felt like a […]
the red bell and the blue bell
I wasn’t quite ready to leave yet. Not without a Santa hat. So I went to a bazaar around the corner from my hotel, which was whereย I bumped into the next president of the United States of America: …but it turned out to be just a wealthy chicken. I left the president/chicken and proceeded to […]
Zafar The Great
Polished my shoes to achieve better water resistance: Then I went to a small local bazaar… …and came out with wads of cash. If you know what I mean. Then I hopped in a cab and went back to the sporting goods shop where they had repaired my spare wheel. In the process of repairing […]
Caboose 1.2 (I like big butts and I cannot lie)
The Caboose was still in need of some work. Born around eight years ago in Zhangye, China, she had gotten a slight tweak a few months later near Dunhuang and then a major overall shortly thereafter in the desert city of Shanshan. This year in July she had gotten a new paint job at the […]
photo of a blue chip
Tashkent was beautiful today: Light snow and sky that was blue: I decided to take the metro to an old part of town: I liked the ticket that I got very much, and I liked the metro itself as well. There are only two subway systems in this part of the world, the other one […]
cucumbers
Sometimes I forget which day of the week it is. Today was Sunday anyway. And it was still snowing/raining/being generally shitty outside. So I stayed in and wrote some blog posts: Had some cup noodles: And some cucumbers: The cucumbers reminded me of the days when I was in the Gobi desert with my brother […]
velomasters of the universe
With the blue sky gone and snow descending upon Tashkent, I decided it was a good time to go out: I wanted toย take the Caboose to get a general checkup: At least that was the idea. So I marked a place on the map where an alleged velomaster was supposed to reside. Then I started […]