Norija na tržnici Bukhare, Uzbekistan

Nadvse simpatičen in prijazen lastnik družinskega hotela, v katerem smo bivali med našim obiskom Bukhare, nam je izpolnil praktično vse želje, ki smo jih delili z njim. Bolj so bile lokalne, neturistične, bolj se mu je dobro zdelo. 🙂 In ko sem tako dan pred odhodom potarnal, da mi pa manjka le še obisk kakšne res tradicionalne tržnice, mi je že takoj naslednjo minuto predlagal obisk tiste prave, lokalne jutranje tržnice nekaj deset kilometrov stran, ki jo turisti ponavadi enostavno prezrejo. Blato, gužva, polno prerivanja, podivjani biki so za turiste po njegovo čisto preveč. 🙂 No, za mene je bilo vse skupaj pravi magnet. 🙂 🙂 Do velikanskega območja tržnice sva tako z voznikom, ki ni govoril niti besede angleško, ruski jezik pa je delal čudeže, prišla še v trdi temi. A tema ni bila ovira, da ne bi bilo trgovanje že v polnem zagonu. Kraj je bil dobesedno nagneten s prodajalci, kupci, podivjanimi biki, kravami, predrznimi ovni in domačo perjatjo. 🙂 Dogajanje je bilo noro in kar nekaj minut sem potreboval, da sem celotno dogajanje okrog mene sploh sprocesiral. 🙂 Edini varen kotiček sem našel na strehi lokalnega kaminona, s katerim so nekaj ur nazaj pripeljali največje bike – ker manjše zadevce kot so npr. ovce po videnem brez težav spraviš tudi v navaden avto. Ljudje so bili ekstremno prijazni in praktično ni bilo človeka, ki me ni pocukal za rokav in povprašal, kaj hudiča delam tam in kako to, da “govorim” rusko. 🙂 Ob prvih jutranjih žarkih je poleg živalskega dela počasi zaživel tudi zelenjavni oddelek in tam so bili stvari malo bolj umirjene. Se vidi, da so bile tam šefice dame. 🙂 Celotna izkušnja je bila nepozabna in če vas kdaj zanese v tiste konce, povprašajte po tržnici bikov nekaj deset kilometrov iz Bukhare. Izkušnja bo definitivno nepozabna. 🙂

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Super friendly owner of the family hotel we stayed at during our visit to Bukhara, fulfilled virtually all of our wishes we shared with him. And when I explained to him, that I would really like to visit also some local market, he immediately suggested to visit one big animal market next day. According to him, nobody goes there because its just overcrowded, muddy and not really a tourist magnet. But for me that was even better. 🙂 Me and my taxi driver, who didn’t speak a word of English but russian language worked perfectly, got there in pitch dark. The place was already full of sellers, buyers, wild bulls, cows, sheep… 🙂 It was crazy and it took me a few minutes to process the whole world around me. 🙂 The only safe corner I found was on the roof of a local van, that was used to bring the biggest bulls to the market place. Small sheep you can simply put in a sedan and thats it. 🙂 The people were extremely friendly and there was virtually no person who did stopped me and ask what the hell I was doing there and where did I learn my russian language. 🙂 After the sunrise things got better and  the vegetable section also slowly came to life. There, things were really calm, maybe also because there ladies were in charge. 🙂 The whole experience was unforgettable and if you will travel in those areas, ask around for animal market – its really something special. 😉