Monthly Archives: September, 2015
UZBEKISTAN: “But, Officer, These Are Just Cinnamon Sticks!”
Three weeks after our first plunge in the Chorsu bazaar, we decided to try it again. This time, we used the correct metro exit and once again were assaulted by the bright sunshine and dry heat reaching mid-90s. Chorsu bazaar consists of several large areas, each serving a different purpose. There are the little walkways …
UZBEKISTAN: Tashkent Bazaars, Hard Goat Cheese Balls and a Mountain of Basil
About 15 hours after we landed in Tashkent, my husband and I and a friend who offered to show us around, emerged from the subway at the Chorsu bazaar, one of the oldest open air markets in the city. The sun beamed like a million watt bulb. The beautiful blue sky was cloudless and the …
UZBEKISTAN: All Humans Aboard!
On the day of our flight to Tashkent, I woke up with a giant headache. I wasn’t sure if it was because of all the crying I did the day before when I left our dog at the pet shipper, or because of the beer and wine I had, trying to suppress the thoughts of …
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