Adventures in Living --
Accents on Travel and Dining
East of Paris Bookstore
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Long ago I sat in class next to a boy whose family had emigrated from Tashkent [locally now called "Toshkent"] and it seemed impossibly exotic. But, fly away and follow some road signs, and there you are.
The old city is twisting narrow streets and charming surprises.
We also visited a ceramic artist's studio, where for six generations the family has been making beautiful pottery.
Sitting in the courtyard, which had a pomegranate and other fruit trees was peaceful and relaxing.
Now, it they would only ship their wares; carrying fragile or large objects is too uncertain.