The recently discovered archaeological ruins of a caravanserai and bathhouse.
The Magok-i-Attari Mosque in Bukhara, Uzbekistan, is recognized as the oldest mosque in Central Asia, with origins dating back to the 9th century. Its name translates to "mosque in a pit" because the structure sits approximately 4.5 meters below the current street level due to centuries of accumulated soil. Originally built on the site of a Zoroastrian fire temple, the mosque has a rich history that also included use as a place of prayer for both Muslims and Jews before the first synagogue was constructed in the city.
From a distance I thought the young lady was a street busker about to burst into song, then I got closer and realised she was taking photos of herself, including filming walking up and down in front of the camera. Whether she's just taking narcissism to a whole new level or she's an "online influencer" I don't know but she wasn't prepared to hurry up and get out of everyone's way that's for sure.
A side view of the mosque.
Herbs and spices from a nearby stall.
On the right is Princess who as I've already mentioned was our phenomenal local guide, but boy did she talk. One thing I did approve of was her "no shopping" rule.
The chap next to her was demonstrating Uzbek scissors aka stork or bird scissors which are locally made here and in Samarkand and cut continuously. Traditionally forged by master blacksmiths for intricate gold embroidery, their curved handles and needle-sharp beaks allow them to pivot and slice complex patterns from materials without tearing. You can just see the scissors in his right hand but here's a clearer picture from the internet.
Another former caravanserai which has been converted into a centre for artists.
This historic Lyabi Hauz complex, centered around a 17th-century pond surrounded by mulberry trees
And to prove what trees there are, in amongst the detritus, are some mulberries!
A lovely duck/swan/goose house sits in the middle - I wonder if it was as expensive as the one the Conservative MP got into trouble for including in his expenses.
This bronze statue is of Khoja Nasreddin riding his donkey; Nasreddin is a beloved folk hero and legendary satirist known for his wit and wisdom across Central Asia and the Middle East.
It's another very popular tripod hole for tourists.
Behind the statue is the Nodir Divan-Begi Madrasa built around 1622.
Enjoying a cup of tea in one of the many cafés around the lake is a popular pastime.
The ladies were so pleased to have their pictures taken I had to do individual ones also. I really wish we'd been able to converse. I think the two on the left could be sisters?
A section of the Shakhrud Canal, part of the Bukhara's ancient water management system, originally serving as a vital water source for residents and caravans travelling the Silk Road.
Walking back through one of the trading domes we passed this stall of musical instruments.
She's not picking her teeth, but playing a mouth organ or something. The thumbs up is because I asked for permission to take the photo (as I usually do)
We then headed back to the hotel where Ian decided he'd have a quick 40 winks whilst I went out for some more photos - duplicates, no doubt.
Another view of the Mir-i-Arab Madrasa and you can see how the tall structure on the left has no depth to it at all.
Back in the Poi Kalyan square again, where there are far less tourists this afternoon.
My ticket was still valid for the mosque so I just had to have another look around - it is so beautiful.
A sneaky shot; she's either at devotion or choosing a new floor covering.
The perfume stall was manned this time and having let me take his photo he then insisted I try various scents.
Back in Khiva one of the group had been thrilled to buy a fox fur stole to take back for a work colleague. Clearly he was too young to remember old ladies walking the streets wearing them before PETA started throwing red paint at them.
Well, I trumped that, this is a wolf stole - yuk!
Even the public loo buildings are beautiful.
This young lad couldn't have been more than about 11 and his English was quite basic so I don't think he went to school very often.
But his workmanship was excellent.
Some more Chekich, traditional Uzbek stamps used to decorate flatbread before baking. They feature metal needles arranged in geometric or floral patterns, pressed into the dough to prevent the centre from rising in the oven. The stamps are constructed with durable wooden handles for gripping.
And a variety of beaded items.
And intricate embroidery, I told the shop owner how I have a suitcase full of Mum's embroidery but English people don't use such tablecloths etc anymore
I love how the modern buildings are designed to look like the historic ones, at least at first glance, both these are actually hotels if you look carefully.
Then after dinner we had a short wander around to see the buildings lit up.
