Osh to Murgab
I arranged for our driver to pick me up from the guesthouse, he was over an hour late (when it’s 4 in the morning one isn’t at all impressed). He […]
I arranged for our driver to pick me up from the guesthouse, he was over an hour late (when it’s 4 in the morning one isn’t at all impressed). He […]
There’s nothing more romantic than train travel. I couldn’t wait to jump into the wagon that’d take me across the Kazakh steppe. This was a vision I’d dreamed and longed […]