margilan

getting out of tashkent proved to be much trickier than i had assumed, and it was already 4 when i finally arrived at a good hitchhiking spot. coincidetally, that spot also turned out to be the place where all the locals going the same direction would gather to hitch rides, so i just joined them and found a guy that was able to help me get a place in a shared taxi going towards ferghana valley, the last stop before kyrgyzstan.

one guy from the taxi invited me to stay at his place and i agreed, but by looking at the guys reaction, realized i had broken tarov (aka accepting an offer before denying it 4 times) and quickly backpedaled. then, i realized that i was going to end up in margilan way too late to find accomodation. luckily, i had some backup in town - i knew hannah and axel were currently in the area, and was able to crash at their place when i finally arrived there at 1am. it was cool to see them again.

the next morning, i got right back to hitchhiking and ended up at the bus terminal, where i took a cheap bus to the next city, where i spent the rest of my uzbek cash on a car ride to the border, which took a bit longer to cross again because of my broken passport. the border is actually right next to osh, the second biggest city in kyrgyzstan, so i was able to just hike to my hostel. splendor.Okumaya devam et