Have I mentioned that I’m a big fan of Central Asian bazaars? In fact, I’m a bit of a snob about it. I walk around taking photos and tasting the atmosphere like a Frenchman might a stinky cheese. Of all the bazaars in all the countries I’ve been to, then, Osh’s stands out at one of the favorites.
Osh Bazaar is atmospheric, with twisting alleyways and fresh food and delicious snacks being handed out by wonderful old ladies. (And when I say atmospheric, what I actually mean is that it fulfills stereotypes of what I think a solid Central Asian bazaar should be.) The place is huge, stretching over a couple of kilometers on both sides of a small river. Also very diverse, as Osh is in Kyrgyzstan but sooooo close to both the Tajik and Uzbek borders.
So, here you have it, people/places/things from one of my favorite bazaars in all of Central Asia: