Hotel Grand Asia Dushanbe

Dushanbe, Tajikistan

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Greasy soup land

A travel blog entry by samuelfensterhe

... for dinner by the name of Helga, my chance to mentally edge myself a little closer to Norway as it proved. Cross-country skiing and the prospect of going back to University proved two of just some of the culprits for my fickleness. Part of me wishes somebody would just take me by the hand and guide me in a predefined direction, "mmmm" would be nice if they were beautiful as well.

Another wave of Couchsurfers is ...

Yes, Mr President

A travel blog entry by silkroadstu

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In Tajikistan you cannot escape the omnipresent sight of President Rakhmonov billboards, with the President in various pride-inducing poses. The pro-nationalist President has won every "democratic" election since the fall of the Soviet Union in 1991 and has remained in power with some well timed constitutional amendments. While not in keeping with ...

What a pretty place

A travel blog entry by samuelfensterhe

... to see the place, under darkness I’d only seen a small strip of well manicured lawns and pretty artesian style buildings. The rays of sunshine revealed all, what a pretty place I have come upon. I will have a free house in the form of their English institute which is just a grubby house full of chairs and may even have a job! It won’t be well paying, a may start from just an hour a day, but hopefully it’ll stop me ...

Finally...a note from Sarah!

A travel blog entry by dannyandsarah

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Hello from Dushanbe! Sorry for the delay in posting...I hope I didn't have anyone worried. As Dan mentioned we have a bunch of posts and pictures almost ready for you to fill in the gaps from the last month. There is a lot to fill you in on from Pakistan, China, my decision not to do the Pamirs and my travel through the stans sans Dan. So, I will start with what I'm up to right now and post the other updates as I finish them today ...

Sticky fingers

A travel blog entry by gearoids

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Well. After a walk through the city we finally returned to the ticket office. Not a soul in sight. This didn't look promising. Fortunately there was a new girl there who spoke sone English. Turns out the plane only holds five people a flight.  She checks the list and counts the number ahead of us. She points to the calendar behind her. "You want 29" she points and shakes the head and the finger starts moving and she  soon runs out of days ...

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