Little trip

by Gulmira Ulmasova (Russia)

A leap into the unknown Uzbekistan

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My parents "love to travel," or rather their strange method of saving money. Last year, they wanted to go by car to Uzbekistan from Russia. Only the rule they have is to plan only the approximate date of departure. And everything. There are no nicknames, where and when we will stop, we will eat, and in General we will not get lost alone passing 3 countries and back. Absolutely no plans. We didn't even take the Navigator. When we were on our way, we got a little lost in the city. No, we weren't going to see the city. They just got lost on the road. More than once. They did not prepare for the trip at all, that is, they did not try to buy a DVR and Navigator, which I think should be mandatory when traveling by car abroad. They probably wouldn't care at all if the Kazakhs caught us, fed us to their camels and made us koumiss. It was only important for them to get there quickly. That's how organized my parents are. Our destination should essentially be Paradise. But there is only one Paradise in Uzbekistan and that is Tashkent. As much as I would like, they are taking my brother and me to their Paradise, and the village. There are people living there who don't even earn $ 100 a month. There, even children do not have phones, not many people can afford the Internet, children are forced to work, because there is no money at all. My parents can afford more, but they're pretty greedy. There they plan to live in the same living conditions as other residents. But there are also good aspects of this trip, such as the Bazaar. A Bazaar is where there are adventures, especially if you are from another country. There you will find absolutely everything at a low price, a good saleswoman will tell you where it is cheaper, it's like a hypermarket of things only on the street. Don't like the dress? Buy fabric and go to the seamstress, one dress sewing will cost 2 dollars. Do you want to escape the heat? Wait, in 5 minutes they will come and offer you ice cream. Do you want to eat? There is a teahouse and kebabs at every step. Just my advice, don't drink the drinks, they're homemade. Everything works according to the rule " remember the sun-that's a ray." Everywhere there is a fragrant smell of food that you can try for free. Nearby is a cafe where young and beautiful Asians work. Don't try to speak Russian or another language, you won't be understood, because most people only know Uzbek. When I first ordered Shawarma, the cafe did not understand me, they call Shawarma pita bread.