Thursday, July 16, 2009

Khiva, Uzbekistan


Bloody hell this is hot! Onto Khirva then...One of those ancient walled medeival places that's not changed a bit probably for hundreds of years. Did the usual things and ended the day keeping a promise to a right little Sir Alan Sugar called 'Daston' who was selling beer and water on a tiny table ouside his mum's house! His English was actually pretty good and we spent the time on his porch with two generations of his family chatting as best a we could. Nice.

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