A pretty useless day. We got a hearty welcome from the manager of the Zilol Bakht hotel who directed us to a bank so we could pay the Russian guy, Mohamed Yusupov, and also told me where we could get my glasses mended. I was so exhausted after touring Samakand that I fell asleep on top of them. The bank was unable to help and, on the way back to the hotel, we passed a Georgian restaurant. Diving inside, we each got a smoke salmon and cream cheeae salad for £5. I then went to get my glasses mended and, after returning to the hotel, relaxed for the rest of the day.
Statue of Tamerlane in Samarkand
19th century building in the Boulevard at Samarkand
Our hotel