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Uzbekistan – Day Twelve

Travel day from Bukhara to Khiva by car today.  Bad road last 100kms, little AC, nice driver. But I have a full-blown head cold now, robbing me of energy and causing my head to balloon and nose to run continuously. Will try to post tomorrow.

Uzbekistan – Day Ten

45C It’s difficult to imagine the quality of this kind of heat from a remove. I know I’ve gone on and on about how hot it is here, but it strikes me down each and every time I step out of an air-conditioned hotel room, restaurant, museum… When it is 6C hotter...

Uzbekistan – Day Nine

Train day. We departed Samarkand midday, taking a ‘fast train’. While it looked like a bullet train (scoop nose at the Engine), it travelled at more or less usual train speeds I think. The view was heavy with monotony. Sepia sand and scrub as far as the eye could see....

Uzbekistan – Day Eight

Our second ‘free’ day in Samarkand. We leave tomorrow morning for Bukhara, and I am ready to be on the road again. Three full days in Samarkand is perhaps one day too many. But that depends, of course, on one’s point of view and how one travels. Slow travel is good,...

Uzbekistan – Day Seven

Quiet day today, a ‘free’ day wherein we have no guide or driver and slept in, explored a little, but the 45C heat was too much for me yet again and I lost energy so quickly. The air is so dry it removes moisture from inside your mouth in one breath. Instantly on...

Uzbekistan – Day Six

Samarkand. Really, this is probably the name that most drew me to thinking about Central Asia back some forty years ago now. As many who know me, I read almost exclusively first-person narrative travel – Travel Lit, and reading about this region has been...

Uzbekistan – Day Six

Samarkand. Really, probably the name that most drew me to thinking about Central Asia back some forty years ago now. As many who know me, I read almost exclusively first-person narrative travel – Travel Lit, and reading about this region has been foremost in...

Uzbekistan – Day Five

Recovery day from illness, plus train travel to Samarkand. No photos. I’ve been quite weak and the smallest task can take all effort I have; climbing a single flight of stairs, having polite conversation with a hotel clerk an the like. The train we took (economy...