
Entering Tajikistan. I survived the madness of Uzbekistan!
I arrived at the border at ten and saw the familiar outline of a touring cyclist by the side of the road. He was a

I arrived at the border at ten and saw the familiar outline of a touring cyclist by the side of the road. He was a

From Bukhara, the first 20 km’s east were actually kind of fun. The road wasn’t too bad, the wind wasn’t hindering me much and the

I enjoyed a couple of very relaxed days in Bukhara and it felt great to get off the bike. The hotel that I found as

I left the hostel in Khiva at around 09:30 and no sooner had I left the inner city than the road once again tuned to

Silk Road cities in Central Asia Khiva is a super small town and so it didn’t take me long at all to find the old

It would have been nice to cycle together with the three guys I had met but alas we all had different plans. Jess and Tim

No sooner had I stepped out the other side of the border than a horde of black market money changers raced over to me. Their