Aydarkul Lake, Uzbekistan

After a few dodgy stomachs, we got on the truck to head to a yurt camp between Bukhara and Samarkand. I faired pretty well compared to some, with only minor aches after eating at the local pondside restaurants. I think that the salad and noodle dishes didn't do any favours.

We arrived at the yurt camp in the afternoon and a few of us took a camel ride through the desert. It was a brilliant experience and my camel had a pleasant temperment, providing a smooth ride across the sand. I was lead by a young boy, who knew exactly how to handle the
fearsome beasts, one of which continually huffed, as another screamed out in protest, suddenly sitting down after being led just a few meters. It was a memorable way to spend the end of the afternoon, as long shadows formed on the sand and the sun lowered in the sky, as our camels meandered back to camp.

The yurts are beautiful, with colourful fabric covering the wooden framework and comfortable mattresses placed on the floor.

A meal was prepared for us, with a wonderful salad of grated carrots, beetroot, cabbage and potatoes, accompanied by a local vodka which was recommended to stop us from getting ill. Our guide told us that the local people always drink vodka followed by green tea during a meal, so I am doing the same.

I had a good night sleep in the yurt, under several blankets. The following morning we got up early and drove towards Samarkand, stopping at a beautiful lake along the way. Some people swam and a few of us wandered across the sandy hills, for a stunning view of turquoise waters in the middle of the desert. It was a very tranquil place.