Hotel Sayram
Travel Blogs from Tashkent
If its clever or profound, it MUST be Karimov
The night before we left Kokand, the bald guy and i went to get food. Kokand - as i might have mentioned, was probably the most frighteningly fundamentalist Islamic town we had been in. There were very few women around, and those that were out were completely covered up. The men were very stare-y and quite hostile looking, some of them. Anyhow, as …
Some History Lessons
... for cooler daytime temperatures in October without freezing up at night.
But first, we had one more visa to get in Tashkent. By this time, we had given up our plans for Turkmenistan due to the constraints imposed by their visa requirements. Once the decision was made, we could focus on planning for Azerbaijan. Despite a lot of research, it took a while for us to find the gate to the embassy, only to be told by the driver of the shiny BMW (which he was ...
Trains Plains and Stomach Pains
Post rest achy legs aside it was good to be back on the bikes and no longer in desert, hardly surprise that we ended up lost getting out of Bukhara and, yet again, were sent on a wild goose chase by the helpful but cartographically inept locals. Three days of riding through flat, irrigated farmland was only interrupted by a bout of sickness again, a morning spent drinking coke in the shade meant that we could still cover 70km in the afternoon. Arriving in Samarkand towards the ...
How did we get here?
... main man pulled over a passing truck full of melons, and secured a free cantaloupe as a parting gift. Possibly still a misuse of power, this was certainly the antipode to Kazakh police hospitality.
Finally into Tashkent, the city didn't hold the same allure as the rest of Uzbekistan. Jumping in the car for a look around the sights, the disappointing highlight aka The Tashkent TV Tower confirmed that we wouldn't bother with a second night and instead get back to Kazakhstan ...
Uzbekistan in Microcosm!!
... can take before you start to 'tune out' and 'turn off' from what is actually in front of you, which in many cases are historic and beautiful buildings.
There really wasn't much else to do. Bars were in very short supply. Apart from the hotel, WiFi was non existent!
After two days here and after watching England's pathetic attempt against France in the European Cup we moved onto Tashkent.
Now this was a proper modern ...