Today, October 18, 2021, we visited the Back of Beyond--Termiz, on the southern tip of Uzbekistan. We looked across the river into Afghanistan.

Our plane from Tashkent to Termez left at 10 a.m. We savored our last elegant buffet breakfast
at the Lotte Hotel. I had one last
crispy croissant with black currant jam and the still unidentified (probably
quince) brown jam; one last sip of fresh carrot juice; one last pork sausage,
glistening with fat; one last bite of savory, thyme scented roasted
potatoes.
Our plane was full of slick-looking young Uzbek men talking intently into their cell phones. Uzbekistan is ripe with opportunities for development, and I pictured them plotting new condo buildings or chains of retail stores. Abdu said that the Uzbek government gives large tax breaks to businessmen who change cotton fields to products with higher value, less water-needy crops like pomegranates. It is fall in Uzbekistan, and pomegranates and quinces, persimmons and apples are sold at the bazaars and roadside stands.
I was most interested in the artifacts from the Buddhist and
Greek eras. Alexander the Great traveled
through Termiz, and a bust of him was in a niche at the museum. There were also remains of pillars, showing
the Greek acanthi leaves mixed with Zoroastrian or Buddhist symbols. There were also coins with heads of the
Greco-Bactrian rulers who presided over southern Uzbekistan for more than a
century after Alexander the Great died.
We spent an hour at the Fayez Tepe and Kara Tepe Buddhist sites. The Fayez Tepe consists of a 1st century Buddhist monastery with a freestanding brick stupa. Two life-size figures of the Buddha are sculpted on the grounds, and murals of people in Kushan dress (the empire of that period) adorn the walls. A series of aqueducts over 2 kilometers long supplied the site with water from the Amu Darya (Oxus River).
The Buddhist monastery of Kara Tepe was built in the 2nd
century AD on three hills in Old Termiz.
The cave walls have been adorned with graffiti through the ages: there are
inscriptions from the Bactrian, Sogdian and Middle Persian eras, among
others. We explored the small rooms that
each monk lived in during the summer and the caves that they moved into during
the winter, when living inside the earth protected them from the bitter
cold.
Rihann directed us through the Buddhist ruins with authority
and precision, calling us back to the important ruins at hand (“Come here!”)
whenever we veered off into peering at the Afghan border or empty shell casings
from the 1979-1986 Soviet occupation of Afghanistan. She marched about on the sand in a dress,
nylons, and heels, while we trudged in trainers (tennis shoes?) and levis.

We could see Afghanistan across the Oxus River, which forms the boundary.
Abdu took us to an Afghan restaurant for dinner and talked with the waiter in Dari, which is the Afghan language. Abdu is a Tajik, one of the many ethnicities in Uzbekistan, and Tajiks originally came from Persia (Iran). Abdu says that Farsi, the Iranian language which he also knows, is similar to Dari.

























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