Bukhara: A City Where Time Moves Slower

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Bukhara feels less like a city and more like the backdrop to an ancient legend. Narrow streets, dusty minarets, flat roofs, shadows from silken plane trees. Everything here exudes history—not a museum-like one, but a living one, with the scent of spices, fresh bread, and smoke from clay tandoors.

Standing by the walls of the Ark Fortress, you realize you're in a city over two thousand years old. Emirates once ruled from here, caravans carrying silk and spices arrived here, and scholars, poets, and doctors lived here. And in the evening, when the lanterns are lit, it seems as if the ancient light of oil lamps still glows in the windows of the madrassas.

📍 How to get there
From Tashkent, take the high-speed Afrosiab train, the journey takes about four hours. You can also fly directly: Bukhara has an airport that receives flights from Uzbekistan and neighboring countries. The old town is small and easy to explore on foot.

👣 What to see
— The Miri-Arab Madrasah is the heart of old Bukhara, a functioning spiritual center.
— The Kalyan Mosque and Minaret—the very same one that survived the Mongols and earthquakes.
— Lyabi-Khauz—a square with a pond where locals sit and drink tea in the evenings.
— The Ark Fortress—the oldest citadel, where Bukhara began.

☕ Advice
Don't rush. It's impossible to run here—the city itself slows down. It's better to simply walk the streets, turn down nameless alleys, pop into shops, and listen to someone playing the dutar. And when the sun begins to set, sit by Lyabi-Khauz, order some pilaf and green tea, and simply watch the old city fall asleep.

Post by Liseykina | Oct 28, 2025