After a few doses of intestinal medicine, and a nights sleep, my insides felt so good this morning, I went down to the fish market for a hefty breakfast. (See the picture.)
After the general decay of the various places I have visited in the former Soviet Union over the past couple of weeks, and the bustle of Samarkand, and Bokhara's little corners and crannies, Khiva is a real change. It is like so many of the Unesco World Heritage Sites--clean and pure, and full of souvenier stands and restaurants. So, I don't have much to report but touristy things.
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