The bus trip from Burkhara to Samarkand was the most exhausting mode of transportation on my trip, so far. The bus was at least 25 years old and had been parked in the sun for a couple of hours. Five hours, which were characterized by short stops, I had to endure this mobile sauna.
When I got off in Samarkand, I realized that two other foreigners had used this bus, as well, the brothers Remi and Francois of France. We had a common interested in a cheap hotel, so we shared a taxi to a nice and cheap B & B.
The city of Samarkand is very likable. Similar to Burkhara the glory of their historical significance is all around this place. In Samarkand you can marvel single objects and complete buildings from more than 2500 years history. I found the photos that showed Samarkand about 100 years ago, the most impressive. They showed the decline of this formerly and now again magnificent city. The domes of mosques and medressas had huge holes and the building had taken the yellow-brown color of its surroundings.
On the last evening I went out to have dinner with Remi and Francois. While we ate we heard an unusual selection of music (from Russian pop to the Lion King theme) from an alleged restaurant. On the way back to the B & B we wanted to see what it was all about. Even before we had realized what was happening there, we were asked inside. The restaurant was actually one, but rented for a wedding. The DJ with the unusual choice of music proved to be a live band. We looked at the Uzbek wedding for a while, and then decided that the general alcohol level was too high to stay longer.
After three days I left Samarkand together with Remi and Francois for Tashkent.
When I got off in Samarkand, I realized that two other foreigners had used this bus, as well, the brothers Remi and Francois of France. We had a common interested in a cheap hotel, so we shared a taxi to a nice and cheap B & B.
The city of Samarkand is very likable. Similar to Burkhara the glory of their historical significance is all around this place. In Samarkand you can marvel single objects and complete buildings from more than 2500 years history. I found the photos that showed Samarkand about 100 years ago, the most impressive. They showed the decline of this formerly and now again magnificent city. The domes of mosques and medressas had huge holes and the building had taken the yellow-brown color of its surroundings.
On the last evening I went out to have dinner with Remi and Francois. While we ate we heard an unusual selection of music (from Russian pop to the Lion King theme) from an alleged restaurant. On the way back to the B & B we wanted to see what it was all about. Even before we had realized what was happening there, we were asked inside. The restaurant was actually one, but rented for a wedding. The DJ with the unusual choice of music proved to be a live band. We looked at the Uzbek wedding for a while, and then decided that the general alcohol level was too high to stay longer.
After three days I left Samarkand together with Remi and Francois for Tashkent.
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