After breakfast, we assembled just after lunch time, no lunch, just the time. Off to the centre to see a few cultural sites including the third tallest flagpole in the world, which flies a 30 m × 60 m flag from its 165m height. From a distance the only indication of its size is the perceived speed of the flutter. Its rather like approaching the giant sequoia trees in California, its size only really hits you when you're up close.
The centre seems fairly quiet, but it is a Saturday, and it is burning hot outside at well over 30C.
We also see the Presidential Palace and the National Museum of Tajikistan, which explores the history of the region.. Biker Dom is not really into cultural excursions, but it was quite interesting, especially the very large relief map of Tajikistan under a glass floor. We could see all the places we plan to visit.
There's also a peacock model in the park, with the angriest looking peacock you've ever seen.
Then onto a bazaar, where Christopher manages to buy the foulest tasting sweets ever. Supposedly melon. Danny and I also sign away our rights and lives (I'm guessing) and buy local SIM cards. 13 euros for 5GB of data valid for a month.
I finish the afternoon with a run in what I see to be a local bit of green. Turns out to be the Russian Graveyard. Spooky as its now dark...
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