STEBO'S BLOG

Our driver and his car I was pretty much over my "Dushanbelly" episode but I decided a modest breakfast. We were to meet our driver at 08:30 at the entrance of the hotel, it was 08:25 and as I was messaging him he texted "I am here" in English, he was right in front of us. He immediately picked up our bags and loaded them into the car. He was a gentle and humble soul. The border It was about an hour and we had left behind the parched brown landscape of Tajikistan, it was kin

View of the mountains from our hotel Our first "full day" of Khujand and I could barely eat. I was still suffering from "Dushanbelly". I tried my best balancing hydration with butt clenching for the rest of the day. Zoroastrian statue We visited a wonderful museum and met a friendly German lady. The museum had many artefacts dating back 2400 years. What I really liked were the Zoroastrian statues and sculptures. Book of multi-lingual sayings The gift shop was nice and I got H

Our taxı I woke up with "Dushanbelly" and could only eat half an egg and a small piece of bread. The toilet also became clogged and I needed to use the loo at the reception. Pit stop I opened the "Jura" taxi app and ordered a taxi which he accepted straight away for our journey to Khujand for 1227 Somani thats about 120 euros. Our driver was very friendly and had great English but I also got to practise my Tajik. Pretty much immediately after starting our journey, we had to c

Sunrise at the border At around 03:00 the sun was coming up and one of the guards knocked on the door and we handed over our passports as we were at the border. Lots of Uzbek guards got on board to ask us questions and finally gave our passports back with the exit stamps. Dushanbe Station As we arrived into Dushanbe it looked like a city from India to me, lots of rubbish everywhere and poverty, kids in rags, small semi-derelict houses that were lived in and these gave way to