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late afternoon sun over Khiva |
I love Khiva, Uzbekistan.
Its old city, completely surrounded by mud-brick walls, is full of
beautiful buildings and small enough for strolling when the early morning or
evening light makes the walls and monuments glow.
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outside wall of Khiva at sunset |
The khans covered their palaces, madrassas
and tombs with gorgeous majolica tiles in blue, turquoise and white, creating
cool, peaceful spaces. (When we were
here last year and the temperature was over 105 degrees, they were particularly
inviting.)
The old city has been restored and is now an open air
museum, a UNESCO World Heritage site in its entirety. Getting here is not easy, so Khiva is not
overwhelmed with busloads of tourists—yet.
We flew 2 hours from Tashkent to Nukus, to see the remarkable Savitsky
Museum there (more on that in another blog), then drove 4 hours to Khiva over
really terrible roads. To get to Bukhara
from Khiva is another difficult drive, 7 to 8 hours, over crumbling asphalt
with huge potholes. The government is in
the process of building a road linking Tashkent to Khiva and has completed
about 75 miles, which is lovely, but way too short. The bright side is that we’ve visiting before
the tourist hordes descend, as they certainly will someday soon when it’s
easier to get here.
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gorgeously tiled mihrab in tomb |
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child watching acrobats |
Khiva has rebuilt its craft culture with silk weaving, silk
rug weaving, wood carving, suzani (embroidery) and pottery. Years ago, a British man restarted the silk
rug craft in a small workshop in the middle of the old city. That is now thriving, but, years ago, when
the mayor told him to give him 2 particularly beautiful silk rugs, he refused,
pointing out that the women who made them had spent many months making the
carpets. Soon after that, when he had
left Uzbekistan for a trip home, he returned to the airport and was refused
entry to the country. Not only that, but
he was also denied access to any flight out of the country, so he spent weeks
in the airport with friends bringing him food before he was able to leave (and
never return).
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pilgrims visiting Khiva's holy tombs |
There are several hotels inside the walls of Khiva. One is a former madrassa, which looks like a
lovely place to stay until you see the rooms, dark, dank caves that students
used to inhabit for living and study.
So, we chose one of the other hotels, in an old house, but nicely
refurbished into a comfortable, if somewhat basic hotel. We all loved it, particularly sitting in the
garden for dinner under the grape vines.
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Ladies chatting on bed outside home |
You need to spend a full day in Khiva with a really good
guide to understand which khans lived when and who did what. Just hearing about their uniquely gruesome
ways of killing people (errant wives, foreigners, an architect who said he
couldn’t build a huge palace in 2 years, and so on) will give you a chill. If you come to Uzbekistan, don’t just visit
Tashkent (limited interest), Bukhara and Samarkand, take the time to see the
Fergana Valley, home to much of the agriculture and beautiful crafts of the
country, and Khiva, one of the most beautiful walled cities in the world.
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early morning sweeping near the unfinished minaret
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minaret at sunset |
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Khan's summer bedroom
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woman street vendor |
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walking through Khiva with camel |
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