Bagrin

It took me by surprise of how quiet my hostel was in Samarkand. Considering the hostel I went to in Dushanbe was like a basecamp for all those travelers. Honestly at this point I dont expect to meet any other fellow travelers.

I spent the whole day exploring the city the day after, trying to scout places to put my camera on for sunset. And I ended up spending my sunsets at Registan Square and Shah-i Zinda, both are museum of the old Samarkand that used to be an islamic school back in Silk Road period.

I went back to Registan Square on my last day in Samarkand to redeem for the plain sunset sky in on the day before. Summer in Uzbekistan was really hot and dry, thus you would rarely see any cloud in the sky. I met this local young man as I was waiting for my shot who were very enthusiastically talked about his country and how the Olympic is going to go with google translate since he couldn’t speak english at all. And that was probably the longest I have talk to someone without actually talking to them. He was very sweet and waited for me to finish and asked me to wait for the light show they’re having at Registan Square.

I left the place after saying goodbye to the young man I couldn’t remember the name, and met a Japanese guy, named Keita who is happen to be a local. Which I noticed is doing a tour guide with an American sitting next to me earlier in the afternoon at the cafeteria next to Registan Square. He told me he’s doing the tour guide for a living while also still in school and invited me to have tea, and a huge ass baklava. Gosh, people in central are really nice.Read more