Woke up this morning in Bukhara, Uzbekistan. I am not quite sure how I got here. I seem to recall a hurried trip to the airport in Ulaanbaatar; a three hour flight to Seoul, an overnight in a luxurious hotel near the airport, courtesy of Korean Airlines, since I was flying with KAL to Tashkent, the capital of Uzbekistan, the next day; a seven hour and twenty minute flight from Seoul to Tashkent; a night in the Grand Wazoo Hotel in Tashkent; a quick trip in the pre-dawn darkness to the domestic airport in Tashkent, a fifty minute flight to Bukhara; and taxi ride to Komil’s Guesthouse in the southern part of the Old City, where I soon found myself in the ornately decorated dining room having breakfast.
Welcoming sign at Komil’s
Entrance to Komil’s Guesthouse
Interior of guesthouse. The building was once the private residence of a prosperous Bukharan trader.
Dining Room in the guesthouse
Wall furnishings in the dining room
Wall furnishings in the dining room
Hey Don,
ReplyDeleteAs usual, I love your photos. Are they high res, by any chance, and can you load them on your posts so that we can click them and make the images bigger, perchance? BTW, I knew where you were. ; )
-a mes
I will upload some bigger versions when I get back to Mongolia. I don’t have Dreamweaver program on my laptop and the internet here is too dicey.
ReplyDeleteHow did you know where I was? Are we meeting on some etheric level?
Well, you're the only person I could suspect would have read my blog from Uzbekistan?
ReplyDeleteDefinitely looking forward to photos on your blog that get bigger. Sometimes when I'm reading your posts and see a photo with some interesting details in it, I end up frustrated that the image can't be made bigger so that I can further study those details (for instance: intricate decor on building facades, interesting landscapes). However, I can understand not wanting to post too high resolution photos of people, as that can be a privacy issue. Anyway, you always post such fascinating and beautiful photos that I wish I could immerse myself more in them. I'm sure some of your other readers must feel the same way, too.
-a mes
My mind has been wandered a lot at night lately, and I thought maybe we had intercourse—not in the corporal sense of course!—in some spiritual realm. But you were only tracking ISPs! And deduced that I must be Uzbekistan.OK.
ReplyDeleteYou just made my brain blush, I think.
ReplyDeleteWell, not ISP's - just the silly map that my stats page shows. I'm not sophisticated enough for anything more than the map.
-a mes