The breakfast was arranged beautifully and on the other table elder Arabs took theirs seats with one woman covered up to the eyes.
From time to time peered over to see who she will get food inside. But she did it in an easy way and just removed the cover.
My first touristic task was the summer palace. The path led past a market hall, the bus station and a living area, so local things. And then around the corner was a yard with tourist busses, flocks of tourists and merchants for tourists’ needs.
The entry was 60ooo sum (~5$) and you could walk around the garden and enter some buildings with stuff mainly from the 19/20 turn of the century. It was not even enough to make an involuntary tourist like me tired.
On the way back I tried to find out about buses to Olot, the last town before Farap, the Turkmenistan border. Some taxi drivers said there are no buses but for 50ooo they would bring me there. Not sure if this can be the price for a 95km drive, so I will try to get more information. At least they told me that they only go there and then we (that means Wayne, an Australian who joined that trip) and I would have to change to another taxi.
In the afternoon I visited another bus station. It looked better organised but was empty. The signs showed morning, noon and evening buses but not any going to Olot.
I didn’t go back directly but made a round, however not near enough to the center to see one of those sights that are called must-sees.
The Crafers brand has won the hearts of consumers in 15 countries” (incl Austria and Germany)
In a small shop I bought the Uzbek crafers chocolate, besides brooms and cemeteries another recurring theme throughout the blog to get local chocolate. I must keep it for a while but today I made some progress in stocks reduction.
At the hotel the manager confirmed that only taxis go to Olot and the price is around 250.000. He would order a taxi for Friday morning.
I told this to Wayne who already had arrived in Bukhara. We will meet tomorrow for lunch.
