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Timur Land
... job as ruler of the land. Of course, the Republic of Uzbekistan spares no efforts in touting his achievements in the small museum adjacent to the observatory.
Dinner time at the B&B was like being with family with so many familiar faces who were traversing the 3 sites (Khiva, Bukhara and Samarqand) in both directions. Despite the presence of several other places to stay, the power of word-of-mouth holds sway and we all inevitably gravitated towards ...
Uzbekistan is Brilliant!!!
... with what is described by Lonely Planet as Timur's 'modest' Gur-E-Amir Mausoleum, it seemed a pretty lavish place to be buried, but what would i know. Blue tiles and minarets everywhere.
All in all great day spent ambling around. The people are definitely friendlier, food good and besides the ridiculous currency (1000 Sum bills the largest, equivalent to 35cents) Uzbekistan has been brilliant so far.
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Samarqand and The Registan
... built it who fell in love with a girl called Bibi.
Basically, Uzbekistan came as a shock to me, not because of how much people corrupted from the government, nor how complicated the visa proccess is, but because of how friendly and welcoming it was. Everywhere we travelled in this country, we'd be greeted by friendly people, I couldn't help reminding my days in Mongolia and Iran, and had something we have lost in Hong Kong long time ago.
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Lazing about Samarkand
... hardly a hot kiss if only on the cheek if you ask me). When Temur returned, as the legend goes, he saw the mark of the kiss and killed the architecture but spared his wife.
Inside the mosque complex there is a stone structure to hold a massive Koran, and underneath ladies used to crawl in one direction to have the first born a boy, the other way for a girl - one side was used more than the other is this society that values a first born son above ...
Soaking up Samarkand
... quiet place. Eventually turning down a side-street and finding a man resting on a trolley to send us in the right direction, we headed to Bahodir's guesthouse, which would be our home for the next few days.
Along with a German traveller we had met at the guesthouse, we set out across a neatly manicured park towards the famous Registan complex at the tail end of the dusk. As Samarkand grew in power and wealth as a centre of trading along a major trunk of the Silk ...