Mountains on mountains, folded into sky. The Pamir Highway gets the hype – but truth is, even the ride from Uzbekistan’s border to Dushanbe brings the same high passes, the same wide horizons.
And yet, Tajikistan isn’t about the views. It’s the contrast. The corrupt elite, the struggling towns, the stories behind every smile. It’s not a favorite. But it’s part of the puzzle – one of the Stans that opens your eyes wider.
In Dushanbe, Soviet mosaics crumble beneath shiny glass. In the villages, teahouses offer bread and questions. The air thins, but life holds steady.
Tajikistan is raw. It doesn’t charm. But it stays.
Skip the hype: Drive to Dushanbe from Samarkand
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Watch Soviet murals fade in Dushanbe’s backstreets
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Cross suspension bridges swaying over blue rivers
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Skip the hype: Drive to Dushanbe from Samarkand 〰️ Watch Soviet murals fade in Dushanbe’s backstreets 〰️ Cross suspension bridges swaying over blue rivers 〰️
