He finally caught up with me. The great Timur Lenk. Did I really think that I could get away with wandering around his most precious Bukharan jewels without having to answer for it? His point exactly… now it is time to pay. Without using too colourful a language, let’s just say that I spend four […]
Waking up after a restless night I still feel a bit dizzy. I finally managed to shut Timur up, but have got a nice fever instead. The group is a bit muted today, I am not the only one to have been feeling the wrath of the Emir. We check out of the hotel and […]
After our ‘fabled’ Silk Road City adventures we boarded the train back to Tashkent. Heading east again though the desert felt liberating. Communal train compartments bring people together with a mutual sense of adventure not felt on other forms of transport. People share food, drink and experiences – for many this is not simply commuting […]
January 22, 2005Not even two days since I’ve written last and it seems like a week+ has gone bye. Our days have been jammed packed. Full of info sessions about Health and Safety, about Language and Cross Culture, Policy and Procedures, AND full of food, which is where I will begin… Diet- Every meal is […]
January 30, 12:00am I have so much to say and I don’t know if I can stay up to tell you all I want to tell. I will try. Yesterday our host families came to pick us up and bring us back to their homes to live with them for the next 10 weeks while […]
Last weeks adventure. We to the bazar that is in the closest town, which is 10 minutes down the main road, after we got finished an observation at a local school. On one side of the street is the food bazar and on the other is textiles. This bazar is where my host mother and […]
Mening Kun (My Day)I know I said that I would tell you about what my days have been full of but Im sitting here and really, it wouldn’t be all that interesting to write about. But for the fam’s sake, Ma, Im sure you want to know it all and thats because your my mom […]
And by this I mean… There is this weed that is some what sacred here in Uzbekistan. The name of it escapes me but people burn it for numerous reasons. Or hang it outside of doorways, which I would much rather prefer because this stuff has a horrible, horrible smell. I really like all these […]
Ive been putting off writing this blog and up until this evening and I wasn’t sure why. I think it may be because the roles that both women and men play in this country are, well, heady. Maybe Im naive. Maybe its just a matter of being overly dramatic. But I think that this topic […]
Da vi satte os ind i flyet på vej mod Usbekistan, føltes det som om vi brød en uskreven rejseregel. Vi har aldrig fløjet mellem lande på vores tidligere rejser, kun til og fra, og det virkede på en eller anden måde som om vi snød lidt. Landene, mente vi dengang, skal opleves som de […]