Border crossed and we were let loose in an another country. First we headed North to Moynak. This village 30 years ago was a busy fishing centre on the edge of the Aral Sea. Now its approximately 70km away from the Aral sea and home to so rusty fishing boats as the Aral has been drained. The place was really surreal as most life was gone from the village and it was incredibly quiet bar the 23 of us very excited and clambering on the boats.
Due to the roads being better than expected as we headed south again had time for a dip in a canal and stopped off in Nukus. The art gallery at Nukus wasn't everyone's thing but I really enjoyed it. All the paintings were put into storage to protect them from being destroyed as they were seen to be antisoviet impressionism. They have a great insight to Uzbek life.
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