when I train now at last, after a long, long, and in Uzbekistan capital Tashkent in its arrived, I first stood in front of a problem. It was already late at night and I had no hotel. clever, as I am sometimes, I of course had me a precaution listefür Candidate descend from the internet picked out and written down. only hold as much as I'm smart, I'm scatterbrained, so I still have this list in Germany did leave. I did so look at the socks. Besides, I also wanted to provide them with cash and looked for a bank with automatic order.
after I left the train station behind me and had taken away towards the city, I came to a large intersection, where many policemen rumlungerten. an all whistled and jumped up, went off and posted in the adjacent streets. gradually came to poizeifahrzeuge minutes distance with blue light shot down the road and at some point a black motorcade. and shortly afterwards the roadblocks taken down and the traffic rolled again. I think I had just the President of Uzbekistan or one of his whipping boy "seen".
the bank buildings, I had no success. were closed and all machines appear to have none. I finally came to an "Irish pub", was standing at the door of an inlet. asked shortly after his English. he had not, but at least the work load in a group of young people, one of whom even spoke German. Sun can reveal to me in a hotel nearby. later, I am the way, after my shower ium hotel has returned again to a neat Guinness. Unfortunately, only it was the first Irish pub without it. they only had Russian beer-brand Baltika. in the hotel, I learned that machines with cash for the credit card only in larger hotels of the capital are, otherwise they could only withdraw money directly into the banks. at least there were opportunities everywhere for free exchange of its forex sought.
I made another set night walk and already established there, Tashkent is massively boring. it had to be whether the police make large revenue not sure that the handbag would be stolen. the next day was not to loafing Tashkent interesting. parks were the only people with the chess players and young right beautiful. so I decided if any, on the same evening again to move on and bought a ticket for the night train to Urgench. for my trip to Urgench I inattentive
unfortunately two different things. It was Friday and the next day was Navruz, the New Year. both provided a very full train in the province. in my compartment were two older men, a newly released operating from hospital (it was probably the gallbladder that was removed) and now back home and drove a dealer. this was then still a young man who spoke good English. He is a banker in Tashkent and was on his way to the Father. was with him I feel good about the trip to talk and he invited me to visit him also to Navruz, celebrate it with him. 
arrived in Urgench, the entire station by the police abngesperrt and the whole mass of the train went through a small door at the show passes. then there are many photos were displayed by some in the art opositionellen raf old wanted poster. and before the station was waiting for the pack cab drivers (in addition, the single most annoying group of people throughout Uzbekistan - otherwise it was harassed by people really hard), all to a "taxi, taxi!" and "chiwa?" entgegenbrüllten and still wanted to pursue. at least I've then a "bugger off you!" types at a particularly annoying, who wanted to see it's not that I so very kind of harassment do not want a taxi, which stood around freely taken in and read me chiwa night, about 40 kilometers away go. and of course you have standards for our one dirt-cheap price gelöhnt, but how to walk in the notice could still travel for Uzbek relations is quite the teat can be drawn. so unfortunately I have to fast for uni.
so there chiwa to be quite that soon.
gregor
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