The Old Silk Road in O’Zbekiston

Well, what do you know? There is actually a psychiatric disorder called dromomania, which is the desire for frequent wandering about or traveling. There are those who probably think we are afflicted with dromomania, but I don’t really think so. As much as we love to go, we love to be home, too. Not many…

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The Many Faces of Uzbekistan

Travel is all about the people you meet and the connections you make with others. Even when you don’t speak the same language, that’s OK. We all smile in the same language. But it does seem to go a long way if you can say a few words like “Hello” and “Thank you” in the…

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“The More I Know, the Less I Understand”

Apologies to Don Henley for borrowing the above words to his old song, “The Heart of the Matter.” I woke up probably around 4:30 this morning with the lyrics to that song rattling around in my head. I will admit to subscribing to the oft-repeated platitude, “With age comes wisdom; with travel comes understanding.” I…

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Sunday School Stories

I spent many a Sunday morning in Sunday School. I’d say I was fairly well behaved and attentive, not because I feared the wrath of God, but because I feared the wrath of my parents. Those of us of a certain age remember how, back then, teachers didn’t hesitate to tell on you if you…

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Uzbekistan’s Museum City

We spent the entire day and evening Saturday in the ancient walled city of Khiva, an important stop along the old Silk Road. Meandering  through Khiva is like visiting an incredibly beautiful open-air museum. The city celebrated its 2,500th birthday in 1997. The old streets and alleys were packed with people shopping, dining al fresco,…

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Chilpyk

We were back at the Tashkent Airport at 6 AM Friday morning to catch a flight to Nukus, Karakalpakstan. It was hard to believe that we only arrived in Uzbekistan in the wee hours of Wednesday morning considering all we had seen and done in Tashkent, but Friday was our day to move along to…

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Fun and Games

The nickname for Springfield, Massachusetts is “The City of Firsts” for good reason. There is a rather long list of things that happened here first. If you doubt me, go ahead and Google it. I will only highlight two of the people who made their mark here first. Allow me to tell you a little…

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Sam and Livy’s House

“To us, our house . . . had a heart, and a soul, and eyes to see us with; and approvals and solicitudes and deep sympathies; it was of us, and we were in its confidence and lived in its grace and in the peace of its benediction.”              …

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Storied Statues

    On Wednesday, we visited our twenty-fifth state capitol building when we toured the Connecticut State Capitol in Hartford, so we find ourselves halfway through the list of state capitals with absolutely no serious ambition to see all of the other twenty five. If it happens, that would be great, but it’s not something…

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Nothing Short of Rhapsody

The composer [George Gershwin], trying to write a Lisztian concerto in a jazz style, has used only the non-barbaric elements in dance music, the result being neither good jazz nor good Listz, and in no sense of the word a good concerto. ~~~Constant Lambert, British composer and critic Back when everyone was making New Year’s…

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