Yesterday I had the great good fortune to escape the 108 degree heat of Dushanbe and head out to the Romit Valley. Along the Sardai Miyona River, which furiously rushed by powered as it was by glacial and snow melt, we frolicked in a pool that, for once, was not grody to the max. Unfortunately, the river icy cold was too much even for me; my memories of swimming at Nauset Beach in June as a child didn’t make it easier to swim in a 45 degree heaving river currently.
Just on the left you can see the dastarkhan, or low-slung Tajik table, at which we reclined and nosed on shashlik. You can even see M. of our group lounging there and reading a rare copy of In Style. The pool is in the background to the right near the umbrellas.
The above view shows the scene from the balcony of the hotel. In case you’re wondering, rates start at $60 USD a night but go all the way up to $24o for the suite. Posh. Only foreigners and mobsters can afford those prices.
Finally, take a look at the river and the surrounding countryside, even though the photo doesn’t do justice to the strength of those rapids. For about two months of the year in the summer, the Sardai Miyona would be spectacular for whitewater rafting, but apparently there are no companies that take rafts out on the river. There was a rumor that a rafting outfit was going to start up according to S., but that’s it. Yet another Tajik business opportunity for all you entrepreneurs out there.