‘Nyet billet?!’ (no ticket?)…the taxi driver was flabbergasted when I told him I hadn’t booked the train ticket and was going to check at the station directly. We reached but he didn’t let go. Accompanied me right up to the ticket counter to enquire whether tickets were available, and they were. Heaving a sigh of relief, he shook hands and wished me good luck. I bought the 2nd class ticket for about 5 usd and waited for the Sharq train. Bukhara would be exciting.
Why Uzbekistan? Well because history and monuments and turquoise.
I finally was able to tick off a major one from my travel wishlist. The land is an amalgamation of soviet leftovers and the silk route history which lends it a wonderful personality.