Tashkent, Uzbekistan to Istanbul, Turkiye to New York, USA
The trip home
Driver to airport – trying to stay awake at 3 am – played some good beats. I Shazam’d BopBop from Romania. On the plane from Istanbul to New York I shared a row with two Kyrgyz women. They didn’t speak English, but I could point to a photo of our group at the Nomad Games and they smiled.
A mosque between my hotel in Queens and JFK.
