December 4th, 2006 | categorizilation: all categories,Turkmenistan
4th December
English Summary:: I had a day while waiting for my train to Turkmenbasi to ride around Ashgabat – the canvas for the President. Statues of him are everywhere. His books (he writes one every year, and citizens are supposed memorise them) are enthroned on high. What a crazy, crazy place.
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Is that the statue that turns around with the sun?
Carl, the one that rotates with the sun is atop the Arch of Nuetrality. I was so blown away by the glory of it (it is polished gold) that I forgot to take a picture. It is quite definitely worth travelling all the way to Turkmenistan to see it though. Thoroughly reccommended.
Yeah but I heard it was broken and not all that big either, bit like going to copenhagn to see the little mermaid and thinking "blimey she's definatley little!"
We're aiming to been down in the stan's next year in a mobile vagrant sort of way.
So life's all gravy after you've managed the central bit? Keep going and keep yourself out of bother.
all the best
C.
PS currently out of biscuits and I drank all the beer too.