Today we got the дордой базар (Dordoy bazaar), the famous walk with containers stacked on each other, it is huge, labyrintesque, enough to drive you crazy if you do not find Exit!
is a small town in the city: people are established in their containers and wait for the client there has the area of furs, hats, the shoes, appliances, ... and pass the vendors of sandwiches, tea, juices of all types installed in old prams recycled. At the corner of streets there is also something to drink or buy a kebap because people are accustomed to spend several hours to buy everything they need.
I guess you can also find vegetables, fruits, meat, but frankly we have not explored all, it was our last day open and we had to hurry to wander into town and buy all the latest memories, and for me and dress shoes for the wedding tomorrow!
Then we returned to цум (Zum) that had already visited the first day is a great store on 4 floors (well done to them ca 5 because the floor does not exist, there has from 1) the ground floor with all that is mobile phones and cameras the first perfumes, sunglasses, liquor, second in the souvenir shops (shoes, hats, wool scarves, mini yurts, chess ...) and jewelry, the third found the audiovisual equipment and cd and DVD and the latest appliances. Guess where we stopped? "
After a lunch break we finally went to ош базар (Osh bazaar) where I wanted to find the fabric, then say it was a good excuse to visit a bazaar again, these places fascinate me so they teem with people and you see how they consume more because in going to the supermarket is not too dépayse ...
So I had to buy the fabric since they had sent three people to accompany us and the time before the vendors I do not see myself saying, "Oh, it was not just to see!". I found what I wanted, that was cool.
What was less cool is that the bus going there I had the bad surprise for me to open my bag by a young man, whom I found charming at first because he had leaves his seat ... it was to be best place to see what I had in the back! It was the first time it happened to me and it's not pleasant to have to be wary, because of course the coup in the bazaar while I carry bag on his stomach, and I hate that! Finally, what are the risks of being a tourist ...
I'm pretty proud of myself, I managed on my own to take a taxi and take the entire family safely tonight, I come to read and say a few basics and yet the language and the Cyrillic seemed unaffordable to begin with.
Tonight we were treated to gifts of departure, in addition to being made accommodations, vehicle, accompanied in our daily tasks for 1 week, these people are crazy! A delicious bottle of vodka and a hat!
starting at 11am tomorrow for the wedding: 13h mosque (not sure of power enter but we'll see), palace marriages 15h and the evening starts at 17h at the restaurant (the women of the groom's family had spent the day preparing food). We may not sleep much, and especially to have a hangover on the plane because we took off at 6:50 Sunday morning! Kyrgyzstan
Bye bye!
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