My shopping list consisted of: pistachios, almonds, sweets, dried apricots and other dried fruits. My attempt at haggling was frowned upon, seemed to be a non-haggling market but the prices were pretty reasonable. I was buying by the kilogram/half kilogram at this point so headed back to the hostel to drop my load.
I spent my day meandering the streets of Dushanbe, with not much of a plan.
I did however, manage to tick off something that was on my 'must-see' list:
Overwhelmed by the flag pole, I tracked down a coffee shops called Mazza that was recommended to me by a friend who once worked in Dushanbe. It was one of the better coffees I had in Central Asia:
In the evening I stumbled upon a tourism market, promoting all the tourist interests within Central Asia. Again, a completely unexpected event full of locals and embassy dignitaries.
I then jumped into the trusty dollar Dushanbe cab and headed back to the hostel and a reliable bit of Turkish food from Merve, ready for the five day car journey tomorrow...
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