Preview of Meaganlandry's blog at TravelPod. Read the full blog here: www.travelpod.com This blog preview was made by TravelPod using the TripAdvisor™ TripWow slideshow creator. Entry from: Samarkand, Uzbekistan Entry Title: "Samarkand" Entry: "I went to Anna's house on the most beautiful autumn morning, and we took a marshoutka with Mavjuda to The Place Where the Cars Leave for Samarkand to hire a car. That's really what you call it. I think it's actually the Chilonzor autovoksal (or however you spell it) but nobody calls it that. Anna and I sort of hid while Mavjuda negotiated a good price in our absence. We ended up in a car with a man from Samarkand who kind of looked like a middle-aged Jerry Lewis and an Uzbek woman with a Kyrgyz passport (I assume she is an Uzbek who was living in Kyrgyzstan but now lives in Uzbekistan, due to the weird borders, but if she elaborated on this, I didn't notice. I just know she kept repeating where her passport was from. The long drive through the Uzbek countryside was really interesting. It's cotton harvesting time, and cotton is Uzbekistan's primary industry. So, there were a lot of people harvesting the fields by hand, and lots of people meandering across the highway from one field to the other... which was sort of problematic since our car had a radar detector and I think our driver was going 160 km/hr-- there was a lot of people and donkey cart dodging involved, but no one got hurt. The car, however, started to have problems about ...
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
"Samarkand" Meaganlandry's photos around Samarkand, Uzbekistan
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Preview of Meaganlandry's blog at TravelPod. Read the full blog here: www.travelpod.com This blog preview was made by TravelPod using the TripAdvisor™ TripWow slideshow creator. Entry from: Samarkand, Uzbekistan Entry Title: "Samarkand" Entry: "I went to Anna's house on the most beautiful autumn morning, and we took a marshoutka with Mavjuda to The Place Where the Cars Leave for Samarkand to hire a car. That's really what you call it. I think it's actually the Chilonzor autovoksal (or however you spell it) but nobody calls it that. Anna and I sort of hid while Mavjuda negotiated a good price in our absence. We ended up in a car with a man from Samarkand who kind of looked like a middle-aged Jerry Lewis and an Uzbek woman with a Kyrgyz passport (I assume she is an Uzbek who was living in Kyrgyzstan but now lives in Uzbekistan, due to the weird borders, but if she elaborated on this, I didn't notice. I just know she kept repeating where her passport was from. The long drive through the Uzbek countryside was really interesting. It's cotton harvesting time, and cotton is Uzbekistan's primary industry. So, there were a lot of people harvesting the fields by hand, and lots of people meandering across the highway from one field to the other... which was sort of problematic since our car had a radar detector and I think our driver was going 160 km/hr-- there was a lot of people and donkey cart dodging involved, but no one got hurt. The car, however, started to have problems about ...
Preview of Meaganlandry's blog at TravelPod. Read the full blog here: www.travelpod.com This blog preview was made by TravelPod using the TripAdvisor™ TripWow slideshow creator. Entry from: Samarkand, Uzbekistan Entry Title: "Samarkand" Entry: "I went to Anna's house on the most beautiful autumn morning, and we took a marshoutka with Mavjuda to The Place Where the Cars Leave for Samarkand to hire a car. That's really what you call it. I think it's actually the Chilonzor autovoksal (or however you spell it) but nobody calls it that. Anna and I sort of hid while Mavjuda negotiated a good price in our absence. We ended up in a car with a man from Samarkand who kind of looked like a middle-aged Jerry Lewis and an Uzbek woman with a Kyrgyz passport (I assume she is an Uzbek who was living in Kyrgyzstan but now lives in Uzbekistan, due to the weird borders, but if she elaborated on this, I didn't notice. I just know she kept repeating where her passport was from. The long drive through the Uzbek countryside was really interesting. It's cotton harvesting time, and cotton is Uzbekistan's primary industry. So, there were a lot of people harvesting the fields by hand, and lots of people meandering across the highway from one field to the other... which was sort of problematic since our car had a radar detector and I think our driver was going 160 km/hr-- there was a lot of people and donkey cart dodging involved, but no one got hurt. The car, however, started to have problems about ...
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