These are the stories of people, landscapes and ideas of Central Asia and the Caucasus (“CA”).
It is the smell of freshly baked sambusa, kumys and tandyr bread, the scent of edelweiss, wormwood and tulips blossoming in the month of Nauryz. It is the footsteps that wanderers leave in the peaks of the Tien Shan and Caucasus, Altay and Pamir. Or on the streets of Samarkand, Grozny, Almaty, Tbilisi, Baku, Dushanbe and Yerevan. It is the conversations that come to life and fade along the Caspian coastline. It is the dialogue on the banks of the Ili, Chon-Kimin, Irtysh, Terek, Pyandj, Kura, Amu and Syr-Darya rivers. It is the sky above Bukhara, Jalal-Abad, Kutaisi, Khorugh, Bishkek and Karaganda. It is a symphony that interlaces the heavy metal of Kazakhstan Temir Zholy* and Uzbekiston Temir Yullari* with the roaring rock-n-roll of off-roaders ripping down the roads of Kakheti, Gorny Badakhshan, Kungei Ala-Too and the eternal blues of the great Kypchak steppes. It is the modern