Bukhara, Uzbekistan, on Wednesday, October 22, 2014.
The Bolo-Hauz Mosque from 1718 is still a functioning place of worship today.
A man prays in the Bolo-Haus Mosque.
“And you can count of me waiting for you in the parking lot.”
There are several, but not many eateries on the tourist-frequented path linking the historic sites in Bukhara. Most tourists flock to the ones in the guidebook (there’s even a German coffee shop), but I stumbled upon this one not listed, apparently popular with locals and students from the nearby madrasah. The owner was busy talking to someone at the counter for a while before he noticed me.
“Oh! Tourist!”
The rather large 8-inch chicken samsa (samoosa) he served me was baked to perfection, and I had it with tea for about a 80 cents. Meanwhile, the guys across the way asked me if I was Japanese.
Looking up at the entrance of the Abdul Aziz Khan madrasah.
Inside the Abdul Aziz Khan madrasah, now a museum of wood carvings and souvenir shops.
Lyabi-Hauz, the meeting place around a pool for locals and weary travelers since 1620. Supposedly the mulberry trees here are that old as well.
Meet Hoja Nasruddin, legendary “court jester” known throughout Sufi teachings.
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