Fast and Furious out of Uzbekistan

Osh (Kyrgyzstan), 02.06.2013

Exhausted from the previous day we overslept, and then it took us ages to do some urgent stuff online, the WiFi was soooo slow. We left the hotel late, and tried to get some cash from various ATMs in big hotels, that we were told would work. None of them did. Also, the gas stations in Tashkent, if open at all, have no diesel. So we headed out of town, to drive 390 km to the border in Fergana that the border police in Dasoguz had indicated us as the best one in the area. Initially we drove normally, avoiding potholes and Daewoo Matiz’ that don’t know where to go. But as also yesterday, the longer we drove, the longer those 390 km seemed to become. Continue reading “Fast and Furious out of Uzbekistan”

Bukhara, Samarkand, Tashkent

Tashkent (Uzbekistan), 01.06.2013

The display told us it is 40 degrees Celsius hot, sweat was running down our bodies in rivers, there was no wind on the little square in front of the hotel. Only someone stupid would get into the car now and leave a place of such a magic like Bukhara. Or in a rush. We had woken up in the very charming hotel Komil, built around several courtyards and hidden behind a big wooden portal, decorated with engravings, separating it from the shabby and dusty road. Breakfast was served in an amazing room with high ceilings and walls completely decorated with frescoes and ornaments, a mix of geometrical and floral designs. You eat almost more with your eyes admiring the many panels on the walls or the wooden bars of the ceiling, then tasting the great food. Continue reading “Bukhara, Samarkand, Tashkent”


Bukhara (Uzbekistan), 31.05.2013

Somehow we ended up in the wrong movie today, can someone please change it back to the positive, energetic, funny one?

Our day started early, we had to pack the car, buy diesel and food, and be at the border before 09:00. At the gas station the guy didn’t want to fill our extra tanks, and my nerves were so tense I smashed a tank on the car. Fortunately Helena had more patience and we got our diesel. We read that in Uzbekistan fuel is scarce and want to take no risks since we only got three days in the country with a transit visa, and have to drive approx. 1.300 km, more then the autonomy of the Range Rover incl. tanks. Continue reading “Uzbekistan”


Dasoguz (Turkmenistan), 31.05.2013

Two days we spent now waiting in this city where there is nothing to see, nothing to do, and nowhere to go. The first day, after sleeping for over 12 h, we got a bag of laundry washed, cleaned the car, read maps, guides and apps for info on the next countries, slept more, bought water and drinks. We also tried to find some Internet, but the state run Internet cafe with strange terminals didn’t inspire enough confidence for us to log into our mail and other accounts, using passwords that could be hacked etc. Continue reading “Waiting”

Stuck Between Borders

Dasoguz (Turkmenistan), 28.05.2013

As you can see, we write this post from the same place as the day before. The border crossing didn’t work. We left the hotel early and arrived at the border at exactly 09:00. We were the first car to be let through, the Turkmen officers were friendly, and we knew we would have to get all our stuff out of the car. We unpacked, got 36 items through the X-ray scanner and then the car was thoroughly checked by the friendly young customs agents. Continue reading “Stuck Between Borders”

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