Bukhara (Part 2) - Day 8
Updated: Jun 19, 2020
We had a day off today – an entire day all to ourselves, to sleep in, wander as we wished and respond to no timetable or imperative other than those we chose. Consequently I got up at 5am. For the first time I found the internet uncrowded and Broadband intact. I gleefully uploaded days of Blog and photos. The frustration of dodgy connections was forgotten. Today I made progress. I’ve also managed to beat the blog site into obedience. I’m not sure how or why requirements for posting have changed, but suddenly I was having to re-edit my site and fix up formatting errors that had suddenly appeared. Hopefully most of it is now cleaned up and I apologise for any faulty matter you come across ! We made a leisurely breakfast and I washed my hair to repair some of the damage the hammam had inflicted the evening before. Yes, it felt clean, but sadly lacking in conditioner. Now I feel restored to my former glory (albeit a cleaner version of same). Cavan and I went to the bazaar where I bought the book stand I’d rejected in Khiva (too much money, too little space to transport it). I finally came to my senses and realised “if not now, then when?” and bought it. I will not pass this way again. We stopped for tea and coffee at a tea house. Cavan had black tea while I enjoyed my cardamom coffee – thick Turkish style coffee laced liberally with cardamom. Later, after enjoying our morning we returned to our room for a little rest. The tour resumes tomorrow, and we spend tomorrow night in a yurt. A little relaxation at this point seemed sensible. At 5pm there is a wine tasting. I believe almost all our group have signed up for this – although there are a worrying number of sick people among our number. Cavan, and several others are now sniffing miserably having acquired colds. Others have succumbed to the stomach bug. I have an uneasy feeling that I introduced this to the group when we joined in Ashgabat. I’m staying mum about it though, because no one wants to be a ‘typhoid Mary’.