Saturday’s return by train from Khiva went very smoothly : at the station baggage check the officer wasn’t really motivated, so my gas cartridge went through without a hitch. Then when we got to our carriage, the smiling officer immediately thought of a solution and told us that we would have to move the bikes after departure (the doors opening on different sides), which we did. The journey in this non-air-conditioned compartment is a bit hot but it goes well enough with a smiling Uzbek family at our side.

We arrive at the hotel in Bukhara, where the same room has been reserved for us. Our hostess will give us breakfast at 6.30 am.
The road to Muborok isn’t very exciting, but it’s smooth and easy. The hotel we spotted on MapsMe has been closed for ages, but we’re told there’s another one. Apparently it’s the only one, so off we go...