Traveling around Uzbekistan

The first time I stood in the courtyard of Kukeldash Caravanserai, I wasn’t thinking about Silk Road merchants or architectural grandeur—I was thinking

I used to think the best sunsets in Central Asia happened in the mountains, maybe along the Pamir Highway or somewhere equally dramatic.

I used to think photographing Khiva was just about pointing your camera at pretty tiles. Turns out, the ancient walled city in Uzbekistan—roughly a thousand

The first time I stood in Registan Square at dusk, I didn’t expect to cry. But here’s the thing about the sound and light show that unfolds

I used to think Central Asian Islam was somehow “different”—like a softer, more mystical version of what I’d encountered elsewhere.

I used to think fairy tales were just bedtime stories, you know? Harmless little narratives about talking animals and magic carpets. Then I started digging

Khiva sits there in the desert, and honestly, I keep thinking about how many times this place has been conquered, rebuilt, razed, and reimagined. The city’

I never expected to find myself standing in a basement bargaining over pistachios at nine in the morning. The Labyrinth Beneath Tashkent’

The first thing that hits you isn’t the spices—it’s the light. I walked into Bukhara’s Taki-Telpak Furushon covered market on a Tuesday

I used to think belts were just belts. Then I held a Bukhara belt in my hands—an actual one, made by a craftsman in Uzbekistan who’