In 2014, I did a trip to Central Asia, hitting up Uzbekistan, Kazakhstan, and Kyrgyzstan. That area is definitely off the beaten North American traveller path, so when I told people about my trip, the most common reaction was “huh?” A coworker dubbed it “the ‘Stan tour” (-stan is a Persian suffix meaning land/place).
I did a 2 1/2 day horse trekking/yurt camping extravaganza in Kyrgyzstan. The picture shows me smiling next to a horse, but the smile hides the fact that I hated that horse. He was slow as fuck, so I was trailing way behind everyone else. He had no interest in doing anything I tried to get him to do. My ass hurt so much I could barely walk.
The yurt pictures are from night #2, when I was in the tourist yurt all by myself. The picture in the top right was the washing station, which was actually quite the nifty contraption.
There’s some amazing architecture in that part of the world. Like the onion domes that characterize Russian Orthodox churches, mosques from a particular historical period in Central Asia have these gorgeous turquoise domes.
Some mosques and mausoleums had some amazing interior decoration. The photo below is taken standing in a little alcove area in the Gur-e Amir Сomplex in Samarkand, looking up at the ceiling.
I was there during wedding season, which meant lots of brides-to-be in big, pouffy dresses with big, pouffy hair and lots of makeup and annoyed-looking grooms out and about getting photos taken.
I’ve shown this picture before. I spent all day waiting for a bus at a Kazakh popsicle stand, and some kids adopted me. This was one of them.
Somewhere in Kyrgyzstan, I think there’s a husband-to-be, a yurt, and a pouffy wedding dress waiting for me. A girl can dream, right?