I begin shivering on the walk from Samarkand’s Registan to the car park.  My wife ignored my advice has neglected to bring her jacket on this trip so she happily wears mine.  It’s not raining heavily, but with no umbrella and no jacket, I’m pretty wet. Even at the Equator I’ve...

We paid our driver, a good friend of my wife, an extra Uzbek SUM 5,000 to be sure to pick us up early enough so we would not be late to the Tashkent train station.  Anybody with a car in this city is a taxi driver, and Milka has a car. She's been driving us of the past week in her tiny...