На юго-востоке Узбекистана

Usbekistan Travels On Its Own

Travel to Uzbekistan

In Uzbekistan long ago, but in Novosibirsk, Mid-Asia tourists are not being carried out because they think it's not safe. Through Moscow, it's too expensive to do that, so we decided to go on our own, pre-developing the routes and finding out the exact prices from the sites. I'm gonna go ahead and tell you we're back, we're really happy, and I wanted to write a story, but I didn't have much time, but I think sharing my experience is important because it helps travel. Many names have been forgotten, something's been erased, something doesn't seem important anymore, but until I ask my son where you want, he answers to Buchar.

Our route was Novosibirsk-Tashkent-Buhara-Rhiva-Samarkand-Tashkent-Novosibirsk. There was no time, of course, because you had to go to Ivan's vacation.

In Tashkent, we arrived in the morning, flying the Siberia airline, trying to talk to the neighbors on the plane, a woman once lived in Tashkent's daughter-in-law, and at least I noticed who lived in Uzbekistan while still in the Union, who loved to remember old times. There's been a man in this conversation for 50 years, evaporated and intimidated, intimidating us that the customs are getting naked, looking for dollars, treating the chemistry and taking all the cash, traveling around the country isn't safe, getting someone's support (whether he meant) and there's been an unpleasant sie after his words, even though I haven't believed him. That's what makes these assholes like, and they're all kinds of unpleasant.

Customs took place for a long time, but no unpleasant incidents, everyone was polite when I said that the purpose of tourism was smiling and surprising, from Russia rarely who came for that purpose.

Uzbekistan met us in a bright solar morning, when all the customs formalities were completed, we were just happy to go out to the fresh air, after a long Siberian winter, a circle of green, the contrast was amazing, although the leaves on trees were just... dissolved.

We went through a crowd of taxiists without paying attention to them, the most inspiring people said we were meeting. We went outside the airport, and we don't know what to do, there's a man here, he's meeting his relatives and asking if we need to go to town, we said we should. He asked how much we could give for the trip. Since I already knew 1,000 bags, it's a taxa on the city, and I offered it to him, he was happy, so were we, for one dollar, to get from the airport to the station, even though... ♪

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