
The Golden Road to Samarkand
Time is flying by. I have so much I could write about, but too little time to do it justice. That has been the trouble with this trip… not enough…
Time is flying by. I have so much I could write about, but too little time to do it justice. That has been the trouble with this trip… not enough…
So this was the plan… cycle through the Pamirs and on to Dushanbe, pick up my Uzbek visa and be on my way to Uzbekistan to see the Silk Road…
It was a struggle leaving Langar. After a night in a bed (=mattress on floor), I was more tired than usual. Not much energy either (soup and bread for dinner…
I woke up in my dim unlit room in Murghab, went to the window and pulled back the curtains. White light blinded me. I blinked and rubbed my eyes and…
My legs and busting lungs screamed for a day off in Sary Tash (that’s what you get when you sit on a horse for a month). But the clear skies…