......."I can play the accordian"
...." I can play a long necked lute called a Tar"
....Me? I play the kashgar rawap"
I shall put it down to rubbish acoustics, but hmm, it was not a pleasant sound, they were making I was not alone in my review
"No good no good" said the man, "No dancing girls, I want dancing girls" said the man
I strolled on and like double decker buses when one turns up there is usually a second not far behind, these guys looked more organised as they had a proper sound system....
......and Dancing Girls!!!
She certainly wasn't camera shy.
They were attracting quite an audience
Young and old alike
Under a golden sky
From the rooftop terrace of my chosen eatery it was quite a sight as the sun set over Khiva, with the mouth watering aroma of dead animals wafting in the air. A very pleasant evening indeed.
Chef made a seriously good BBQ'd kebab
Under a black sky
Kebabs devoured the lens called to me again, it really was a great vantage point and no one able to photobomb me.
The dancing girls and the singerists had long gone as had most of the other tourists, the squares and the streets silent.
A hopeful trader still open offering his carpets to one and all
Back outside the Western gate, my work here is done, time to climb the wooden hill and get beneath the sheets.
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