Heading for Shelter

Issyk Kul Lake, Kyrgyzstan 2012

 Sometimes I have no story about the photos I show you.  I’ll show you several photos to make up for the lack of a story.

We saw this man when we stopped for gas. He was heading toward the small settlement we had passed about 30 minutes earlier. I could tell he was cold and tired. He has his right leg out of the stirrup and is resting it on the pommel of the saddle.

Riding horseback is the most common form of transportation in Kyrgyzstan. Well, it looked like that to me, anyway. I have no statistics, but most people can’t afford cars and there were riders where ever we looked.

Outdoor market in Kyrgyzstan

Torie and I always wanted to stop at markets. This was in a small town and it didn’t take us long to visit. This woman looks a bit suspicious, don’t you think?

Droshkies are still in use in rural Kyrgyzstan

 A droshky pulls a cart through the village streets, just like the stories of old Russia.  I could have removed those wires in the picture, but I didn’t. I was too busy teasing out detail in ‘my droshky’…it’s called tunnel vision. I notice those wires now and the photo would be much prettier if I removed them, but it wouldn’t show you a real Kyrgyz village. There are two points of view on this sort of thing. Sometimes I remove wires and sometimes I don’t. I have no particular ideology on the topic.