Morning in Khujand was mostly spent at the Panchshanbe Bazaar, said to be the largest bazaar in Central Asia. And it was grand.


Then we drove off to Isfara.


Our last meal with Beck and Amok. Who had come to feel like lifetime companions and our caretakers in a new land.


And then we were in Kyrgyzstan on the way to Osh.

The next part of the story has been written and posted…all about Tamerlane’s Terror and borscht in Kazakhstan. See “Not for the Faint of Heart” published 9/22; “Quick…spell Kyrgyzstan…Too Late…We’ve Moved On” published 9/26; and “On the Trail of Borscht and Dumplings” published 9/26. 


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