Khiva Travel Blogs

As I was walking in the streets around the Ichon-Kala in Khiva every schoolkid learnt this sentence: "Hello mister, bon-bon" or if they were bold enough "Hello mister, pen" and if they really thought you were rich they would start with "Hello mister, dollar", ah the universal power of the doll…

People i met here, who contributed to and improved my trip: Julia (Russia), Maida (Spain), Sylvia (Italy)   The train from Tashkent terminated in Urgench, and we were left with the choice of trying to head up to Moynaq, to see the natural disaster that is left there after the draining of the…

 We stayed a few days here then caught  a mini van onward to Khiva, pronounced Hiva, spelt Kiva and in Cyrillic or Arabic and whatever other language they decide to use tomorrow.  This trip was a little hellish. Picture sitting in a loaded van, otherwise they just don't do…

Following in the footsteps of Marco Polo by reliving the past of the Silk Roads from Syria to China, going upstream the mighty Mekong from Vietnam all the way to Tibet, see the roof of the world and more.....

Khiva (Oezbeeks-cyrillisch en Russisch: Хива, Perzisch: خیوه; Chiveh) is een stad met circa 50.000 inwoners in het noordwesten van Oezbekistan. De stad ligt als oasestad in de Karakum, niet ver van de rivier de Amu Darja. Vroeger stond de stad wisselend bekend onder namen als Chorasam, Chor…

After a morning of cleaning and setting the table for one of the many groups of guests set to show up at the house, we were set to take a trip to Khiva. I was hoping we could squeeze it in, although it was usually an hour and a half away when I went. With our trusty chauffeur Mardon at the wheel, I…