Approaching the cemetery. Nothing, and then graves.
Arms race of appealing family mausoleums.
Cemented details. Soda bottles, permanent flower vases. Tea set, mounted.
Follow our adventures as we share our thoughts, impressions and awe at what could be called: Foreign Service's Wide World of Talalay.
Approaching the cemetery. Nothing, and then graves.
Arms race of appealing family mausoleums.
Cemented details. Soda bottles, permanent flower vases. Tea set, mounted.
Uchkuduk translates to Three Wells and there's a big monument, sculpture to that theme at the edge of town. The Soviet band Yalla also wrote a famous song devoted to the city that everyone in Uzbekistan knows. Welcome again!
Methane fuel station. Walls between pumps are to limit explosions. Wall at station's edge is to keep out the infinity of the desert. Surreal sunshade.
Whitewashing. Tree protection and a down day at the local market stalls.
Big Welcome sign. Uchkuduk is in the middle of the Kyzyl Kum desert. If you're on the road to town, you won't miss the town.
A model city. There's a tiny museum at city hall, more a set of rooms with development accomplishments. A large mural at a school. Studying is for winners!
Uchkuduk is a low rise, dusty town filled with Soviet-era apartment blocks. And little kiosks painted in curious colors. Plum is in.