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I came here with David in 1969 all the way from New Barnet to see the clapper bridge. Yesterday I saw it again.

This moth evaded death at the automatic doors of the hotel. My body is greatly relieved never to have to climb aboard a coach again. Home again and it is lovely to see especially all the tulips and the cherry tree and the yellow bed and a night in my own bed! How I found my garden, quite dry too. And our guide's contact.

We flew back on Uzbec air. Visited the lovely textile and cultural museum. These amazing carpets. Tiles. And delightful miniatures. Perhaps this how I feel.

The city and environment are catastrophically affected by the death of the Aral Sea. Pollution in all its forms, scarcity of water, dust storms are all frequent. Not sure it will be fun. Those are some of the many green houses. There is plenty of water on the way along from Kiva. Gate to a cemetery  You can just see the tombs. No burials in groud as water table is too high. These little sunken gardens separate the road from buildings and a path. Some shots along the wsy through the autonomous Karakalpakstan. All very agricutural. Take a look at the clay pot on the right. It is for burning your rubbish. We did not stay here. C hilpak. I didn't climb up but drew some flowers. ...