100 Days Across Central Asia Changed Nothing (And Everything)
We bought a beat-up car in Georgia and named him Caspar. For 100 days, my brother and I chased the horizon across Central Asia—Kazakhstan’s endless steppe, Uzbek border crossings that felt like fever dreams, Tajikistan’s Pamir Highway where the air thins and the world tilts.
Everyone says trips like this change you. Maybe they do. But mostly, you’re just tired, sunburned, and wondering if you’ll ever feel clean again. We argued about directions, about silence, about what to do when the engine coughed in the middle of nowhere. I thought I’d come back with answers. Instead, I came back with dirt under my nails and a photo of Caspar at the edge of the world, proof that sometimes surviving the road is enough.
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