Trips

Wed., 9/26/18 - Ashgabat and Kara Kum Desert

This morning we drove out to see the ruins of a 15th c. mosque and holy place of pilgrimage. On the way we passed by the small gray US Embassy and learned it was going to be moved to a large white marble (of course) building like most of the other embassies here. Perhaps it will be the “largest.”

Moon at dawn over Ashgabat

 

Ashgabat has the fanciest lamp posts!

We got to the ruins and the resting place of Seyit Jemaleddin, a 15th c. sheik. Not much is left of the site since the 1948 earthquake. There are two symbolic tombs and we watched women on pilgrimage walk three times around each tomb in an “anti-clockwise” direction, touching the tomb and then their foreheads. This ritual is done to make a wish or to say thank you for something.

Ruins

 

Typical divan for eating and lounging

Original wall

 

Small mosque at the site

Ruins of mosque

We walked to two stones on which we took turns laying on our backs. This was to fix any back pains. Felt good.

 

Healing stones

Family at healing stones

Gale fixing her back

 

Sign for the cistern

We walked down into the brick bee-hive-shaped cistern that once held water at this holy site.

 

Family leaving the ruins

 

As we walked to the “facilities,” we watched the preparations of traditional soup and other dishes made from sheep sacrificed in a thanksgiving feast. We were invited in to help celebrate a daughter who was accepted into the university. Plastic runners were laid out on the floor with platters of tomatoes, cucumbers, and parsley or melon slices, or cookies and cakes, etc. We sat on the floor and politely ate a sampling. The girl’s family was so pleased we joined them.

 

Men preparing the vegetables

Cooking the meat

 

Lentil soup

Cooking lamb stew

 

Cook fire

 

Pots and pans

Cutting up melon

 

Breaking up bread

The feast

Traditional dress

 

 

The Kara Kum (or Karakum) Desert is the fourth largest desert in the world at 350,000 square kilometers and covers 80% of Turkmenistan. In the 1880s Russia built a railroad across the desert from their port at the Caspian Sea to Vladivostok on the Sea of Japan. The railroad was a statement to the British that this side of the mountain range between Turkmenistan and Iran was the property of Russia, so stay out.

 

Railroad

 

Desert formations

 

Finally, we went practically off road to a special horse farm. The farm is among the dunes. It has about 100 horses (15 are racers at the Hippodrome in the city) that are the beautiful golden Akhal-Teke, the pride of Turkmenistan. This breed is so special there is a Ministry of Horses and each horse has its own passport with parentage, identifying markings, and a list of its winnings for racing, dressage, beauty contests, or whatever.

We sat under cover and out of the blowing sand (but visited by hundreds of flies) and watched as handlers led some of the beauties out to show off. Some were golden color and others black, but all had a unique shine. Their manes were cut very short because of the heat. 130° is usual in summer here. The mares were calm and came out with their foals. One foal was only two weeks old. The stallions were much more rambunctious. One foal was an albino with eerie clear eyes. The oldest was a 30-year-old jumper who was a champion at the 1960 Olympics. The stallions were all race winners. One of the gold horses was given to Queen Elizabeth II.

We ate lunch at the farm, inside with no flies. The owner’s son was our host. He was an exchange student for a year at the small town in Florida where two of our group lived. It is such a small world.

 

Our host in traditional dress

 

These horses are really beautiful!

 

Stone tandoor oven

 

Flatbread in the oven - variously known as Non, Nan, Naan, etc. depending on the country

 

Lunch

 

Horse Passport

Horse Passport

 

Horse Passport

Back in the city we walked back to the market - you know what that means to my camera

 

Fish

 

Dinner was at a restaurant across the street from our hotel. The entrance was through an unmarked door. The meal was the same: cold tomatoes, red and green peppers and onion salad; cooked tomatoes, red and green peppers, onion and zucchini with well done dry “beef”; and watermelon and white melon for dessert. We have actually not seen chicken except on one mushed up preparation squeezed around a skewer and grilled.
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