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My first sit down western Christmas lunch!

I am defying my slightly obsessive compulsive nature of not breaking up my holiday posts to put in a interlude  post - my first western Christmas lunch. T invited me to join him and A for lunch on Christmas day, complete with a Christmas cracker. All food cooked by T and they are yummm!

Yes - I told T that I am being an Asian and want to take a photo of all the food :P

My first Christmas cracker

There was a lame joke on a piece of paper, a paper crown and a little gift inside the cracker. We had the crown throughout the lunch. Grin.

Ham with potatoes

T's favourite cooking method, potatoes cooked with duck fat. Lol.

Corn bread

Vege quota - beans

Baked sweet potato

Pumpkin pie

 Ok - another photo of the pumpkin pie, served with fig yoghurt.



Side note: Back to work again before end of the year....

We had 2 full days in Tashkent but due to some unforeseen errands, it took a large chunk of the day one but here are what we did. As the errand was done in the modern part of Tashkent, I'll start with that.

Modern Tashkent

1. Amir Timur Maydoni
It is technically a big park with intention to 'beautify' the city. There is a statue of Timur on horseback in the middle of the square cuts.


2. Mustaqillik maydoni (Independence Square)
I read that it is a favourite place of recreation for residents in Tashkent. I suppose there must be some truth in it. We were there on a very scorching hot day and there were groups of students visiting this place. Oh - and we found that there really isn't any school uniform so to speak but most wear a white shirt/blouse and paired with black or dark blue skirt. If we brought along a white shirt and black or blue skirt we would've play along. We reckon without a camera, cap/hat and a smaller bag, with our Asian looking face we probably dont look too much like a tourist and would bypass the metro checks :P

Previous construction has been destroyed in 1865 and during the Soviet period, the area was renamed Lenin Square, complete with a monument to Lenin. The square was renamed Mustaqilik Maydoni in 1992 following independence in 1991. Lenin monument was dismantled and an Independence Monument, in the form of a globe was placed there.


This is Ezgulik Arch - it is the entrance to the square if one enters via Sharaf Rashidov Avenue. It appears that the arch is considered as the arch of the good and noble aspiration. It is one of the most original monuments in the square. Fountains are found both side of this walkway.




We wanted to go and see the Crying Mother Monument which was at the north of Mustaqillik maydoni as well but for some reason even after walking for a bit we couldn't find this monument. = =""

The monument is located on the territory of Independence Square. Fronted by an eternal flame, it was constructed in 1999 to honour of the 400,000 Uzbek soldiers who died during the World War II. The niches along its two corridors house their names are written. I thought it is a very apt monument for this memorial. Just so you can see what I meant, below is a photo I found online from www.traveler.uz

Photo credit: Traveler.uz

3. Art Gallery of Uzbekistan
This modern building is located in the center of Tashkent near the Independence Square. It started open its door to public in 2004. We didn't go in to see the exhibitions but saw this on the way to the Independence Square. One of a fellow traveller we met suggested that this is a good place to spend some time if you are running out of place to visit in Tashkent with reasonable entrance fee, air con to escape the heat and of course some art exhibits :)


4. Alisher Navoi Opera & Ballet Theatre
This Opera and Ballet Theatre was named after Alisher Navoi and is the largest theatre in the territory of Central and Southeast Asia.

This building was build following a state competition for the creation of the project. The construction started in 1939 but was interrupted in 1942 due to the World War 2. The construction was resumed in 1945. The theatre was officially opened in November 1947.



Side note: Am addicted to jelly this summer!

From Tashkent International Airport departure hall

Not millionaire yet...

In this Malaysian household, Amir Timur is "neighbour" with Doraemon. Yes - the blue postcard on the right of Amir Timur is Doraemon.

If you are not good in remembering names or running out of time to read up anything, or even if you dislike history, there are two men I would like to introduce you to if you are going to visit Uzbekistan. Please meet Uzbekistan's favourite sons - Amir Timur and Alisher Navoi.

Amir Timur
Timur was born in 1336 near the city of Kesh (now called Shahrisabz). The word Timur originate from the Turkic word - "iron". Timur had conquered more than anyone else except Alexander in his lifetime. His armies crossed Eurasia from Delhi to Moscow. From 1370 to his death in 1405, he had built a powerful empire and became the last of great nomadic leaders.

Timur was buried at Gur-i-Mir in Samarkand. Timur's grandson Uleg Beg was a famous astronomer and scholar. Babur who founded the Mughal Dynasty in 1526 was his great-great-grandson.

Alisher Navoi
Alisher Navoi was a great poet, statesman and the founder of Uzbek literature. He was born in Herat on 9th Feb 1441 and passed away on 3rd Jan 1501. He was also an architect and designed many schools, hospitals, inns, bridges, roads and channels. His real name is Nizomiddin Mir Alisher. Navoi was his pen name. One of the metro station in Tashkent is named after Alisher Navoi.


Side note: Long weekend soon!

The calm after the chaos

Because Paul asked, here's a very long winded version of what happened at Manas Airport...

This picture was nothing indicating of the chaotic, stressful checked in we endured before getting to this waiting area.

It started out as we waiting for the taxi to come and pick us up from the hostel. Our flight from Bishkek to Tashkent was at 7.00 am. Taking into consideration of checking in time and travelling time to the airport, we requested for the taxi to come at 4:30 am. The taxi came late, not overly late but late enough to make us a little uneasy but we were still ok.

Then, he did what most drivers in Bishkek did (except the driver we went to Ala Archa with) - asking us for payment for him to get some petrol for his taxi. Really, this was at 4ish in the morning. His car needed some petrol. We paid up and he stopped by the petrol station to fuel up. Then he decided that it was a good idea to get some air into the tyres. By this time we are getting really worried and asked him how long it would take. The few more minutes he took felt ages.

After it was all done, he probably get the hint that we were worried of running late. He picked up the speed, I glanced at the speedometer, it went at least 140 km/hr (~gulp). Then on off he would slow all the way down and I caught the speed limitation sign board at the side. This cycle went on for a while till we reached the airport. By this time we had less than 2 hours and we have not yet checked in.

When we sighted the airport building, there was a traffic jam all the way to the departure entrance because there was a car park on the same route. Even if we were willing to carry our heavy backpack and attempt a dash to the entrance, there was not really an option because it was gated all the way. If there was a panic button to make things move faster, we would've hit that many a times already.

Good news was there was a still looong queue at the check in counter and it was still open for check in. Super bad news was there wasn't a proper queue, everybody was squeezing and pushing to the front of the queue. I totally did not expect that in an airport though since then I have heard that it was a norm for certain airports. Ahem. Then I saw one of the airport staff took out his mobile phone and took photo of the crowd, i.e. us... = =""

We were in the crowd for a good one hour before we got to the front. To be exact, sis next in "queue" at one of the check in counter and there was a rather big sized man in between us. He was actually queuing for a different counter to our right though he stood much closer to the counter on the left which we were going for. He was actually taking up a lot of space, with his hand on a trolley with luggage bags which he placed a little further away from himself on purpose, likely to "safe guard" his and his travel mates' space. So the trolley was on his right side. As we were queuing to a different counter, there wasn't any conflict even if he let me passed and to be behind sis. Also, we booked our flight tickets together, so there was only one ticket itinerary and we would need to check in together. Actually, even if he didn't let me pass, I would just need to pass my 13 kg backpack and passport to sis, also show my face to the check in staff.

Anyway, I tapped on his shoulder and asked if he could let me passed, at the same time pointed to the left where sis stood. He said something in a foreign language to me (sounds like Russian) and stood still. It was not "No" because I at least understand нет but definitely along the lines of no. So I continued to stand on my spot behind him. At one point he left a little too much space between himself and the trolley of luggage bags so I inched in between. Just trying to be cheeky :P

Ha! This was when all three of his travel mates and him started saying something to me loudly, probably making a point that I was trying to cut queue. I got a little annoyed because we were not even going for the same counter and I hardly had any space to stand since he was hogging more and more space. Mind you, I had a 13 kg backpack on my back this whole time due to lack of space (and one wonders why I am so short.. ok, lame joke). At this time, I told them I wasn't even going to the same line as them and he (referring to the big man) was hogging both lines, including the one he wasn't queuing for. I was speaking in English and they in Russian probably. LOL but apparently now they understood me and even looked a little apologetic, also the big man moved to let me pass.

Sis also had issues where the check in staff would let anyone who speaks Kyrgyz language or Russian to cut queue even though sis was right in front of her!

For some reason this reminded me of Calvin & Hobbes comic which said, "If you can’t win by reason …go for volume." = ="

Of course, with me able to document this and complete our 3 weeks holidays, we were successful in getting ourselves checked in albeit it was very stressful. So if you ever going to fly out of Manas International Airport, please allocate a huge time buffer!


Side note: 

Source: http://thecuriousbrain.com/?p=20313

Board outside Ichon-Qala, Khiva

I find the non (bread) fascinating... aren't they pretty?

Osh Bazaar is one of the largest bazaars in Bishkek. It is on the west side of the town. I've read that people cautioning on avoiding "undercover policemen" in Osh Bazaar and to be careful of belongings. Fortunately for us, we were not approached by any and people basically just left us alone, though there were many staring eyes. Mmm.. the people we met who chatted with us were rather surprised to learn that we are Malaysians, maybe not too many Malaysians travel to Kyrgyzstan, so the staring is probably unavoidable.

It was scorching hot so we didn't linger too long, bought some fruits and took another marshrutka back to the hostel. Public transports in Central Asia are driven without switching on the air conditioner, shared taxi included. So I was the sticky and smelly foreigner.

See the toilet rolls on the most left? That's the infamous toilet paper you find in public toilet.. there are good ones but BYO on the safe side ;)

Side note: Any plans for Christmas?