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Wednesday, May 22, 2013


My friend Timour sent me this excellent documentary about the origins and transformation of Tashkent, Uzbekistan.  I traveled to Tashkent first in 1993 for about two weeks.  Then, in 1994, I returned there to live - and teach English.  I stayed about nine months in all.  And, in 1998, for my two-week vacation from the bank where I was working in Alabama, I flew back to Tashkent - for a walk down memory lane and a chance to see my old friends and students.  All three experiences were life-changing in their own ways.  I learned a lot about myself, initially, and then everything expanded out from there.  I started becoming more and more curious about the world, and I realized how little I really knew about other places and societies. Humbled in those early days - and indeed, still - I was a little resistant at first (at least subconsciously), and believed the lie (or illusion) that I knew more than I really did.  But rather than stay where I was, or perhaps even retreat back to "comfort places," I gradually decided that I wanted to discover more.  That's the path I remain on to this day.

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