<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:57:28.612+06:00</updated><category term='business'/><category term='кыргызча'/><category term='blogosphere'/><category term='brands'/><title type='text'>Forever Young</title><subtitle type='html'>Stay young in your Heart and Soul!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-8678339319513690095</id><published>2008-06-17T11:26:00.004+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:03:12.057+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Миссия города Бишкек</title><content type='html'>Недавно переводил письмо о новой стратегии развития столицы мэрии города Бишкек на предстоящие годы(2008-2010) в рамках программы "Любимый Город." Главная цель проекта - "расширить возможности горожан и обеспечить качественное развитие города."&lt;br /&gt;Интересная вещь, на которую стоило обратить внимание была миссия города Бишкек, или так называемый mission statement города, который также был разработан в рамках проекта.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Так гласит миссия нашей столицы: &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Миссией города Бишкек как столицы Кыргызской Республики является обеспечение лидерства среди всех регионов страны в достижении высоких и качественных результатов развития, ориентированных во благо горожан. Качественный импульс и позитивная энергетика успешных преобразований столицы должны оказывать сущеественный синергетический эффект на динамичное развитие всей республики и качественное повышение благосостояния каждого кыргызстанца.&lt;br /&gt;Город Бишкек – это город постоянных растущих возможностей и перспектив. Он должен стать гордостью всех жителей республики и быть «локомотивом» в продвижении всей страны на новые достижения мирового уровня. Для этого город Бишкек должен иметь высокий статус современного политического, административного, делового и культурного центра. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Столица нашей республики – это гармонично развитый и комфортно обустроенный город для жизнедеятельности горожан. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Компактное и выгодное географическое расположение во многом способствует эффективной организации деловой жизни. Это современный город, где бизнес развивается стремительно легко. В будущем город Бишкек может стать международным центром для проведения конференций и форумов, экспортных выставок и туристических ярмарок, а также различных фестивалей и концертов. Это город уютных гостиниц и ресторанов. Восточные базары и современные торговые центры создают привлекательный контраст между прошлым и будущим, обеспечивают дополнительную конкурентоспособность городу.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Шелковый путь, проходивший через месторасположение современного Бишкека, исторически заложил здесь основы для совместного взаимообогащения разнообразных народов, культур, обычаев, традиций и ценностей. Это придает городу Бишкек исключительные и бесценные преимущества для поступательного и&lt;br /&gt;динамичного развития. Город Бишкек является молодым, активно строящимся городом. У него огромные перспективы гармоничного, своеобразного и цивилизованного развития. Среди жителей города преобладает молодежь, энергетика которого, в сочетании с современными знаниями и навыками, позволяет ему стать локомотивом будущего развития всей страны.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Город Бишкек это город, где каждый может реализовать свою мечту. Это город ярких и незабываемых впечатлений, реального ощущения полноты жизни. Он расположен вблизи снежных гор и в нем всегда чистая и прохладная питьевая вода. Здесь много зеленых парков и бульваров, в нем всегда легко дышать.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Это гостеприимный город. Город счастливых и красивых людей.&lt;br /&gt;Город куда всегда хочется вернуться. Это – наш любимый город. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-8678339319513690095?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/8678339319513690095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=8678339319513690095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/8678339319513690095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/8678339319513690095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Миссия города Бишкек'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-2569809598469631654</id><published>2008-05-27T13:09:00.005+06:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:01:57.966+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Про контейнеры</title><content type='html'>Сегодня в интернете случайно натолкнулся на интересную статью "&lt;a href="http://weburbanist.com/2008/05/26/cargo-container-homes-and-offices/"&gt;10 Clever Architectural Creations Using Cargo Containers..."&lt;/a&gt; или 10 Искусных Архитектурных Произведений из Грузовых Контейнеров.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Оказывается, по всему миру очень много контейнеров(да, такие как на рынке Дордой), которые занимают огромные площади на погрузочных платформах после того как в них импортируют всякую всячину. А отправить их обратно обходится намного дороже, чем заказать новый котнейнер из Китая.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Люди в разных странах находят разные, даже очень интересные, применения этим огромным металлическим контейнерам. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Вот например:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Калифорнийский архитектор &lt;a href="http://www.demariadesign.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=29&amp;amp;Itemid=34"&gt;Peter DeMaria &lt;/a&gt;занимается переделыванием старых контейнеров в дома&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://oneshotexhibition.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/pirkl_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Есть компании, которые создают офисы из таких контейнеров&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="327" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2127/2414775624_fc1bedbbdb_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; В &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/london/7176594.stm"&gt;Лондоне&lt;/a&gt; сеть гостниц Travelodge строит гостиницу из контейнеров, которая будет принимать гостей по ₤19 в день. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204972179870913810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SDvGntb_FRI/AAAAAAAAADw/lNo_VwXwbD0/s320/snn0822a682_415498a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Впраду эта компания не использует старые контейнеры, а заказывет специальные контейнеры с готовыми санузлами и электрическими точками с Китая.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-2569809598469631654?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/2569809598469631654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=2569809598469631654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/2569809598469631654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/2569809598469631654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='Про контейнеры'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SDvGntb_FRI/AAAAAAAAADw/lNo_VwXwbD0/s72-c/snn0822a682_415498a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-7737343042280959393</id><published>2008-04-17T10:25:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T08:09:03.327+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Military Helicopter Sales</title><content type='html'>A Florida(US) businessman is charged with illegally trying to sell 10 military helicopters to a federal undercover infromant pretending to act on behalf of officials in Zimbabwe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement(ICE) officials say 70-year-old Peter Spitz failed to obtain the proper State Department license. Phone conversations and e-mails between Spitz and the informant indicated he was working to arrange sale of 10 Russian military helicopters which were to delivered from Kyrgyzstan for $750,000 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyrgyz officials meantime prefer to stay silent. Interestingly, this military deal very much reminds the movie "Lord of War" staring Nicolas Cage, where he makes a deal with Ukrainian military officer to buy military planes and exports them to some African country(do not remember). This story in fact proves that there are real lords of war and corrupt officials&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-7737343042280959393?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/7737343042280959393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=7737343042280959393' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/7737343042280959393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/7737343042280959393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2008/04/military-helicopter-sales.html' title='Military Helicopter Sales'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-4914922693784425300</id><published>2008-04-01T14:54:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T16:07:55.216+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Top-selling brands in Russia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In Russian edition of &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt; for January 2008 a rating of the top-selling 50 brands in Russia was publsihed.  These brands are made in Russia or produced specially for Russian market by foreign companies.  The rating was built according to the volume of the retail sales in Russia for the period of July 2006 – June 2007. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not surprisingly, alcoholic beverage brands are the dominant in the list 50 brands in Russian market.  There are 16 different brands of (mostly)beer and vodka.  In fact Baltika is the second in the list with sales of 50,3 billions of roubles after the Russian car manufacturer Avto-VAZ know for its brand Lada with sales of 135,3 billions of roubles.  Baltika's sales are high in comparison to other beer brands, Baltika has 10 different beers under one brand(from Balitka "1" till Baltika "9" and Balitka "Cooler"), which target different customers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the segment of diary products and production of juices Vimm-Bill-Dann(Вимм-Билль-Данн)  is the strongest company with its brands: Domik v derevne(Домик в деревне - 3rd), Chudo(Чудо-7th) , Veselyi Molochnik(Веселый молочник-25th), Lyubimyi Sad(Любимый Сад - 31st)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The market for the meat products(mainly sausages) is also very developed in Russia.  There are 4 different companies which produce meat products: Eksima with a brand called "Mikoyan," Tsaristyno-"Tsaritsyno," Cherkizovo - "Cherkizovskiy"  and Prodo - "Klinskiy."  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The strong brands(especially alcoholic beverages, juices and diary products) of Russia also dominate the markets of Kyrgyzstan, because their advertisements are also broadcasted through the Russian channels which are widely watched by citizens of Kyrgyzstan.  These non-local products create competition with local brands.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, local brands find their way in the competition by setting the lower prices and with a "drinking-fresh-tastes-better" approach("Arpa" beer), or appealing to the customers as a "our-product" and sponsoring local football teams("Наше пиво" - "Our beer"), or by spending much money into promotion and running marketing campaings as well as developing their own image("Шоро-бул күч" - "Shoro is a power"). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-4914922693784425300?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/4914922693784425300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=4914922693784425300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/4914922693784425300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/4914922693784425300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2008/04/top-selling-brands-in-russia.html' title='Top-selling brands in Russia'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-3059471035718102983</id><published>2007-10-23T09:01:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T15:42:20.119+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Step 2: Rotaract Member</title><content type='html'>From now on I am the member of the Rotaract Club of Bishkek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Rotary Youth Exchange Program participant I felt obliged to join Rotary International, but just as a Rotaract member for now. On the other side, I missed all the weekly meetings, chairty fairs and the Rotary environment as a whole which always surounded me in Bermuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, in Bishkek the Rotaract meetings are held at NY Pizza every Wednesday at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;Last meeting we discussed short term project and a few long term projects. The members are mostly young people who have been abroad(not necessarily through Rotary) and have some bright ideas and wish to contribute to the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our short term project related to Halloween. Last Sunday on our way from Jail Orphanage we bought some pumkins. We are about to make halloween pumkins and sell them to you people(of course those who are in Bishkek) Those who will buy them will make their contribution to the Rotaract club of Bishkek and Jail Orphanage. So, soon you will see me offering you halloween pumkins, and don't you dare to not to buy them, because I will put all my effort in them :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we visited the Jail Orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;Rotaract Club of Bishkek is paying for building of a play ground and buying new kitchen ware for the Jail Orphanage, which is located in Kara-Balta, 45-minutes of driving from Bishkek&lt;br /&gt;I was not suprised with the conditions in the orphanage: the shabby building, cold and ash-smelling interiors, and children wearing layers of clothes. I think this is a typical condition in most of the orphanages is Kyrgyzstan, which is unfortunate reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to post the pictures from the orphanage and halloween pumkins once I will take pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-3059471035718102983?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/3059471035718102983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=3059471035718102983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/3059471035718102983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/3059471035718102983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/10/step-2-rotaract-member.html' title='Step 2: Rotaract Member'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-6797224343861402751</id><published>2007-10-08T11:42:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T11:46:58.404+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Түш</title><content type='html'>Инфляция жана күнүмдүк тамак-ашка баалардын жогорулашы бир эле тирүү адамдарды гана эмес маркум аталарыбызды да ойлонтуруп жатат окшойт...&lt;br /&gt;Бүгүн түшүмдө дагы илгери балачагымдагыдай болуп айылга барып калыптырмын.  Аыйлдын эгин-талаасында таң калаарлык адам көп: бирилери жер айдаган, кийинкилери буудай сепкен, айрымдары атын эки-жака чапкылаган же бири-бири менен бир нерсени кызуу сүйлөшкөн.  Мен дагы жок жерден кызыл, маңдайында ак кашкасы бар бир тайлуу болуп калыптырмын.  Тайды талаанын жолдорунда чапкылап, шашып чоң атама жардамга баратыпмын. &lt;br /&gt;Бизге тийиштүү үлүш жер кайсы экенин билбей көп алаңдап издедим, акыры чоң атамдын бир талаанын башында отурганын көрдүм. &lt;br /&gt;Чоң атам талаанын айдатып, жөөктөрүн алдырып үлүштүн башында бутун сунуп ойлонуп отуруптур.  Жанына келеерим менен эле, “Келдиңби, эми Маматканыныкынан үч кап буудай урук сурап кел. Аның 150 килä болот...”  Мен ойлонуп, 150сү үч капка батаар бекенин ойлонуп турганымда чоң атам жерге бир нерселерди чиймелеп дагы түшүндүрүп баштады, “Каптардын ооздору буулатурган кылып салсаң, үчөөндө бäрäбäр 50килäдäн болот.”  Тирүүсүндөгүдөй эле тапшырманы так коюп бергенден кийин мен жөнөй бердим...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150 килä буудайды канча жерге жетеерин, андан канча түшүм алса болоорун билбейм.  Бирок эмне болсо да жакшы даярдыкта болуп, кесепеттерди алдына алгыла дейин деген го&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-6797224343861402751?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/6797224343861402751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=6797224343861402751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/6797224343861402751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/6797224343861402751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='Түш'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-2666130710196664844</id><published>2007-10-06T12:31:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T12:47:11.514+06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Rotary Youth Exchange Students in Kyrgyzstan</title><content type='html'>While looking through the pages of The Bishkek Standard I came across an article about 2 Rotary International Youth Exchange Students who came to Kyrgyzstan nearly a month a go. Rotary Club of Bishkek is now hosting its first inbound exchange students.&lt;br /&gt;As former exchange student I never thought that someone would choose to come to Kyrgyzstan. Of course, it is wrong to say so, because it must be interesting for students from developed countries to visit less developed countries, and in my case I was interested in going to US&lt;br /&gt;In fact, if you think deeply, Kyrgyzstan is also an interesting country to visit. So here are reasons to come to Kyrgyzstan, that me and my 'dastorkon-mates' came up with:&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn Russian(This, I heard, was a main goal of our inbound students). Russian language is in the list 10 most spoken languages in the world. Nearly 200million people in Russian, Central Asia and East European countries speak this language&lt;br /&gt;2. You can learn Kyrgyz, if you want to get a closer look into the Kyrgyz culture&lt;br /&gt;3. Kyrgyzstan is very culturaly diverse country, and it leads to the next 2 reasons&lt;br /&gt;4. Tasty, delicious and different ethnical cuisines&lt;br /&gt;5. Visit other Central Asian countries(depends on yourself and your host family). Kyrgyzstan borders with 4 countries(China, Kazakhstan, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan&lt;br /&gt;6. Drinking age law exists, but nobody follows it, so there is no need for fake IDs(It worth mentioning, because drinking age regulation seemed like a huge issue for my friends in the west)&lt;br /&gt;7. You can buy brand clothes for cheap such as D&amp;amp;G, Channel, Y-3 etc...&lt;br /&gt;8. Work as a teacher at English language school(courses), this will also help you to learn Russian or Kyrgyz more&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any other reason you want to mention, leave them as comments ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I would like to say to all exchange students that how your year abroad goes depends on YOU. Be out with people, make friends and know the value of your time, becasue a year-long program may seem long enough, however, in the end, it is not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-2666130710196664844?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/2666130710196664844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=2666130710196664844' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/2666130710196664844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/2666130710196664844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/10/1st-rotary-youth-exchange-students-in.html' title='1st Rotary Youth Exchange Students in Kyrgyzstan'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-10293563987255005</id><published>2007-10-03T10:00:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:30:45.604+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to OSH 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Monday, 24th of September early in the morning I received a call from my cousin who informed me about my grandmother’s sudden death. Later that day we(our father, my brothers, Azamat and Nurshat, and I) took a road to Osh(southern district of Kyrgyzstan) in the car which we borrowed from my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;Azamat, Nurshat and I used to visit both of our grandmothers once a year, mostly in summer. I have writte a post about our trip to Osh last October. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we could not visit them this summer, because we were busy and Nurshat was away. So, we were planning to visit her on Friday for a weekend, since we have not seen her over the summer. Sadly she passed away without knowing that we were going to visit her that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Azamat has written a post which reflects the trip and funerals in details. (&lt;a href="http://azamatreport.blogspot.com/2007/09/108-last-journey.html"&gt;http://azamatreport.blogspot.com/2007/09/108-last-journey.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later after the funerals we left to Nookat(region in Osh city) to see our grandmother from my father’s side. We spent a night there and next morning took a road back to Bishkek. On the way to Bishkek we stopped in Osh for a few hours. I enjoyed the ride back to Bishkek, firstly because we drove at daytime, unlike when we were going to Osh. Secondly, it was sort of a driving class for not-enough-experienced drivers, so everyone(except me.  I don't know how to drive yet) was giving instructions to each other. And thirdly we had a selecetion of our favorite songs playing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we returned to Bishkek Nurshat and I was asked to clean a warehouse in our old house. While cleaning we found a photo album from our childhood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are very similar pictures that were taken in Osh, on the same intersection but one of them was taken in summer, 1998, just when Azamat was about to leave to USA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116956723244935090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RwMVB2wPp7I/AAAAAAAAADE/ZXvgl5SIQcs/s320/family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and here is the picture which was taken after 9 years on September 24, 2007 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116958114814339010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RwMWS2wPp8I/AAAAAAAAADM/jDSYPA1TmfU/s320/IMG_3455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-10293563987255005?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/10293563987255005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=10293563987255005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/10293563987255005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/10293563987255005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/10/trip-to-osh-2.html' title='Trip to OSH 2'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RwMVB2wPp7I/AAAAAAAAADE/ZXvgl5SIQcs/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-3414032955072216889</id><published>2007-09-28T15:42:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T16:01:11.927+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Дасторкон-mates</title><content type='html'>"Дасторкон-mates" деген сөз университеттен эки досум менен бирге жашап калгандан кийин пайда болду. Үчөөбүз күндө бир дасторкондун четинде, өзүбүз жасаган тамакты же “куксини” бөлушүп жейбиз.&lt;br /&gt;Өткөн жылы 1-курстта каалагандай, мына сентябрь айынан баштап досторум менен бирге жашап калдым.  Буга чейин ата-энем менен бирге жашап жүрдүм, бирок студент болгондон кийин студентке окшоп жашап көрөюн дедим.&lt;br /&gt;Ошентип 7-микрорайонго көчүп барганда эле биринчи байкаган нерсе бул микрорайондо адамдын жыштыгы болду.  Бишкектин эли, студенттери анан сулуу кыздары бүт эле микрорайондордо турбайбы.  Бирок ошого жараша эрте менен окууга баратканда же кечинде келе жатканда маршруткалар да өтө тыгын болот экен. Тңшүш керек болгондо, Арабаевдин студеннтери көбүраак болот, ошолорду эрчип эптеп маршруткадан түшүп калабыз.  Эми кышында кандай болоорун көрөбүз...&lt;br /&gt;Квартира өзү жаман эмес – кең залы менен кухнясы бар. Бир диван бар, ага көбүнчө мен жатам.  Эмил(лендлорд) диванга жатып көнбөптүр, дайым полго жатып алат. Алман(freshman) болсо кээде-кээде оруп калат, ошондо диванга жатып калат. Ошонтип бир квартирада үч “дасторконмейт” жашайбыз.&lt;br /&gt;Эми айта турган нерсе көп: эрте менен түшкөн маршруткадан баштап кеч жасап жеген тамака чейин. Ар бирине бирден пост арнаса да болот...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-3414032955072216889?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/3414032955072216889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=3414032955072216889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/3414032955072216889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/3414032955072216889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/09/mates.html' title='Дасторкон-mates'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-616596687102765774</id><published>2007-06-07T11:54:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T14:16:38.588+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogosphere'/><title type='text'>Кыргызча Блог</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Recenlty I applied for a position of an author for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neweurasia"&gt;neweurasia&lt;/a&gt;'s Kyrgyzstan based blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kyrgyzstan.neweurasia.net/"&gt;http://kyrgyzstan.neweurasia.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neweurasia"&gt;neweurasia&lt;/a&gt; is a weblog run by young bloggers from Central Asia and Caucasus. The opinions and views expressed in the blogs are mostly concerning politics, economy, society and some issues that were left without being covered by mass media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I was invited to be in a team of Kyrgyz Language Bloggers. So, henceforth you can also read some posts from me in Kyrgyz language in the following web-site :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kg.kyrgyzstan.neweurasia.net/"&gt;http://kg.kyrgyzstan.neweurasia.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is the neweurasia Kyrgyzstan team:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076201577442434514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RnJKcJe73dI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UFAgHpAvrQI/s320/bloggers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the best ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-616596687102765774?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/616596687102765774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=616596687102765774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/616596687102765774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/616596687102765774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='Кыргызча Блог'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RnJKcJe73dI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UFAgHpAvrQI/s72-c/bloggers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-7271579628877239906</id><published>2007-05-31T10:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T11:24:09.486+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunnot Toi (Circumcision)</title><content type='html'>Last week my uncle had his son circumcised in the hospital. Circumcision is mostly followed with some sort of family reunion or sometimes grows into a big "toi", which is a big party for relatives, neighbors and friends. But also the word “toi” when translated directly means “get full” or “fill up your belly.”&lt;br /&gt;Almost every time boys get circumcised on their pre-school ages. Guests bring all sort of gifts and mostly give money to comfort the kid.&lt;br /&gt;This time I invited Nikias to our family reunion. Nikias is a German volunteer in Kyrgyzstan and we worked at the Jazz Festival together. I though it would be an interesting cultural experience for him. In the end, he enjoyed his time with my family, though he had to constantly answer to some serious and funny questions from my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circumcision is a really old tradition and I believe it was introduced to people of Central Asia together with Islam. Circumcision was widely practiced in the Egypt, Middle East, Turkey and India since middle ages (&lt;a href="http://www.roxanefarabi.com/Culture/Circumcision%20in%20Islam.htm"&gt;http://www.roxanefarabi.com/Culture/Circumcision%20in%20Islam.htm&lt;/a&gt;). It was practiced primarily for the religious reasons. It is said that Prophet Muhammad (SAV) has introduced circumcision to Islam; moreover it was believed that Muhammad himself was circumcised from birth. Circumcision in Islam represents the cleanness and commitment to religion, and it is noted that circumcision is a conversion into a Musulman and adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to those who are against it, circumcision is cruel and inhumane. I think it was fair to say it in the past. The modern medical procedure shows that it fast-healing procedure. My nephew, who has been circumcised 5 days ago, is now on his feet and plays with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;And also one of the ladies, who had had her two sons circumcised, comments that she has never met a man who regrets about the fact that he was circumcised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some benefits of the circumcision that I found at http://www.medicirc.org/&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.medicirc.org/major_benefits.html#UTI#UTI"&gt;Prevents urinary tract infections(UTI) throughout life, most importantly in infancy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.medicirc.org/major_benefits.html#HIV#HIV"&gt;Prevents HIV/AIDS infection&lt;/a&gt; and other &lt;a href="http://www.medicirc.org/major_benefits.html#STD#STD"&gt;sexually transmitted diseases (STDs)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.medicirc.org/major_benefits.html#cervical#cervical"&gt;Prevent cervical cancer in female partners of uncircumcised men &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.medicirc.org/major_benefits.html#Cancer#Cancer"&gt;Prevents cancer of the penis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.medicirc.org/major_benefits.html#LocalProblems#LocalProblems"&gt;Prevents infected/unretractable foreskin and penile skin disease&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.medicirc.org/major_benefits.html#LocalProblems#LocalProblems"&gt;Promotes Lifetime ease of cleanliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.medicirc.org/major_benefits.html#Women#Women"&gt;Women's sexual preference&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.medicirc.org/summary.html"&gt;Overall medical summary statement. Medicial proof of circumcision benefits. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-7271579628877239906?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/7271579628877239906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=7271579628877239906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/7271579628877239906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/7271579628877239906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/05/sunnot-toi-circumcision.html' title='Sunnot Toi (Circumcision)'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-3978692220870623753</id><published>2007-05-07T00:09:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T00:46:59.664+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='кыргызча'/><title type='text'>Бермудадан Баян</title><content type='html'>The story below is about my trip to Bermuda which I prepared for my Kyrgyz Language class.  I thought it will be interesting for those who speak Kyrgyz.  I labeled it "кыргызча"(in Kyrgyz) and hope that there will be more posts coming in Kyrgyz language too.  Enjoy :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Аяк оонанын 8.  Кеч кирип саат 11:00 чамасында эле.  Учактын тегерек айнегинен эч нерсе көрүнбөй жатты.  Маал-маалда эле чагылгандын жалтылдаганы көрүнүп учактын калың булутту кесип учуп бара жатканы билинип турду.  Стюардессалардын билдирүүсү боюнча биз коопсуздук кемерлерин тактык.  Күндүн күркүрөгөнүнөн бү же шамалдын күчтүүлүгүнөн бү зор учак да солкулдап титиреп жатты.  Бир жагынан Том Хенкс катышкан «Изгой» киносу да эсиме түшүп жатты.  Ордумда коопсуздук кемерге бышык курчанып отуруп тегерек айнектен качан жер көрүнөт экен деп бараттым.  &lt;br /&gt;Көп өтпөй Бермуда аралдарынын эл аралык аэропортуна келип кондук.  Учактан түшкөндө аябай жылуу бирок күчтүү жел уруп жатты, абанын ушунчалык нымдуулугу сезилди.  Мени аэропортто шорты кийген жана галстук тагынган эки эркек киши жылмаюуу менен тосуп алышты. Алар кийинчереек мен катышкан программанын уюштуруучулары болуп чыкты.  Ошондой эле менин ал жердеги болочок үй бүлөм да тосуп алды.  Алар менен бирге жүгүмдү үй бүлөмдүн машинесине салып, үйүнө жөнөп кеттик.&lt;br /&gt;Дона Ибериа – мени көз карамагына алган айым - кичине машинесин тар жолдор менен айдап аэропорттон алыстап баратты.  Ал менин ал-акыбалымды сурап, мага атайын бир каана даярдаганын айтты.  Нөшөрлөгөн жамгыр машиненин маңдай айнегине чакадан куйгандай агып жатты.  Кандай жерге туш болдум экен деп машиненин айнегинен алаңдап эки жакты карадым, бирок эч нерсени көрө албадым. Караңгы. Анда санда чагылгандын жалтылдаганынан үйлөрдүн тамдары жана дарактардын жамгырга жуулган жалбырактары жолдун үстүнөн салбаңдап көрүнүп жатты.  Көпүрөдөн өтүп жатып кай жакты карабадым тынчсызданган деңиз толкундары адам боюндай көтөрүлүп көпүрөнүн бооруна урунуп жатты.  Дона Ибериа аба ырайынын жамандыгына арызданып машинесин женилдик менен башкарып баратты.  Мен ощондо кандай жерге келип калдым экен деп дагы бир чочудум...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ошентип келгениме эки жума өтө элек аралдын шарттарына үйрөнүп баштадым.  Бекерден бекер эле чочуган экем.  Арал өзү чынында кооз экенин келген күндүн эртеси эле көрдүм.  Кайда карабасам жашыл бак дарактар, тыкан үйлөр жана көкмөк суу.  Бирок бир жагынан арал аябай кичине көрүндү мага.  Кичине жолдор, кичине унаалар жана жапыз тамдар.  Өзүмчө ойлонуп да жаттым, «Бул жерди бир айдын ичинде эле көрүп бүтөм го» - деп.   Бирок мен жаңылышкан экенмин&lt;br /&gt;Мени аба ырайы жакшы тосуп албаганы менен башкалар ысык маанайда тосуп алышты.  Мектепке келерим менен класс жетекчи мага сабак тандоодо жардам берип классыбыздагы башка окуучулар менен тааныштырды.  Классташтарым мени көргөндө көп деле таң калышпады, бирок атымды көп жолудан сурагандан тартынышкан жок.  Мен да ага сүюндүм, анткени өзүмдү жат жаныбар сыяктуу сезгим келбеди, батыраак алар менен аралашып достошкум келди.&lt;br /&gt;Ар бир сабактын ортосунда же чак түштө биздин класстын окуучулары биздин класска гана тиеше болгон каанага чогулчубуз.  Ал каанада чогулуп ал каанадан үйгө тарачубуз.  Ал жерде окуучулар кааласа сабагын кылышчу, кааласа тамагын даярдашчу же жөн маектешишчү.  Бирок качан бул каанага кирбе балдардын мелдеш же кызуу талкуулары токтобойт эле.  Ошентип мектептеги биринчи күндөрңм балдардын тилин түшүнүү аракеттинде эле өттү.  Алардын англис тили биздин мектепте үйрөткөн англис тилинен такыр эле башкачадай угулду кулагыма.  Эмне болсо да аларга аралаша бащтадым.  Достошуу кыйынчылык туудурган жок.  Мен муну аралдыктардын меймандостугунан го деп да ойлоп калдым.  &lt;br /&gt;Кыздар каанада отуруп маектешкенден же сабак окугандан башка эч нерсе кылышчу эмес.  Кыздарга караганда балдар шахмат, карта же компютер ойноп бош убакытын кызыктуурак өткөрүшчү.  Мен да балдарга кошулуп мага жат болгон «покер» жана көптөгон башка карта ойюндарды үйрөндүм.  Балдар мени менен шахмат ойногонду аябай кызык көрүштү жана ким менен ойнобоюн дайым бизди балдар курчап калышчу.  &lt;br /&gt;Ошентип окуу башталып, мени бир айдай мектепке Дона Ибериа мащинеси менен жеткирип жана кайта алып келип жатты.  Күндө эрте ойгончумун анткени мектебим алыста эле. Ага кошумча эрте менен жолдор жумушуна жөнөгөн же балдарын окуусуна жеткиргендерин унаалары менен толуп “пробка” пайда болчу.  Окууга ошондой эле кееде автобуска түшүп, кееде суу жолдору аркылуу эл ташуучу кемеде барып жаттым.  Бирок бир айдан кийин айдоо сынагын  өтүп «мопед» айдоого укуктуу болдум.  «Мопед» миңгенден соң аралдын кооздугу күндөн күнгө ачылып жатты.&lt;br /&gt;Бермуданны жаштары 16чы туулган күнүдө ата-энесинен күткөн биринчи белек бул «мопед».  Бермудада ким болбосун 16 жашка толгон соң «мопед» айдоого толук укуктуу болушат.  Ощондуктан алар 16 жашка толгонду чыдамсыздык менен күтүшөт, анткени «мопед» аларга эркиндиктин белгисиндей. Ошондой эле ар бир үй бүлөгө төрт дөңгөлөктүү унаадан бирөө эле жетиштүү деген мыйзам тарабынан чектелүү коюлган.  Ошондуктан «мопед» эл арасында аябай тараган унаа болуп эсептелет &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Эми аралдын озу жонундо айтып берейин.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Жайгалышы&lt;/strong&gt;: Бермуда аралдары дүйнөдөгу табышмактуу аралдардын бири болуп эсептелет, себеби анын Бермуда уч бурчтугуна да байланышы бар.   Эгер Бермуданы дүйнөлүк картадан издейтурган болсок бир көруп эле табыш аябай кыйын, анткени ал картада кичине гана чекит сыяктуу.  Бермуда аралдары Түндүк Атлантика мухитинин түштүгүндө жайгашкан архипелаг.  Бермуда аралдары, архипелаг же аралдардын тобу болуп эсептелет жана ал 360 жакын аралдардан турат.  Эң чоң жана административдик аралдын аянты  54 км2 (чарчы километр).  Бир башынан экинчи башына болгон узундугу 30км чамасында, жана орточо кенендиги – 4км.  Бермуда аралы Нью-Йорк шаарынан 1245 км алыстыкта, жана Лондондон 5543 км алыстыкта жайгашкан.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Тарых&lt;/strong&gt;: Мен учакта келе жатканда маңдайымдагы отургучтун жөлөнгүчүнө кыстарылган түстүү журналдарды барактап баштадым.  Арасында Бермуданын тарыхы деген болүмгө келип такалып аны кызыгуу менен окуп бащтадым.  Окуганыма караганда, Бермуда аралдары алгач 1503жылы (ХIVк.) испан деңиз сүзүүчүсу Хуан де Бермудез тарабынан табылып кийинйереек анын аты менен аталып калыптыр.  Бирок испандыктар аралга эл көчүрүп келүүгө аракеттенишпептир.  Ал эми 1609 жылы Адмирал Сир Джордж Сомер бащтаган 9 кемеден турган Англиялык колонизаторлор Лондондон Джеймстаунга (Вирджиния, АКШ) эл көчүрүп жатып Бермуда рифтерине кагылып кырсыка учураптыр.  Ошентип аралдар Англияга белгилуу болуп калат.  1612 жылы аралда биринчилерден болуп 60 адам көчүрүлүп келип Ыйык Джордж(St. George)шаарын кура башташкан экен.  Убакыттын өтүшү менен Анлиялыктар аралды өзүнүн колониясу катары кабыл алып аны бащкара бащташат.  Арал Атлантика мухитинин ортолорунда жайгашкандыктан ал Англиялыктарга ыңгайлуу деңиз порту болуп калат.  Англиялыктар Түндүк Америкага көчүп жатканда, Бермуда аралдарында токтоп азык топтоп түнөп кетишчү экен.  Ошондой эле, Дүйнөлүк Согуш кездеринде Бермуда аралдары Америка жана Улуу Британияга аэропортунун кичине аянтын аскерий максаттарда колдонууга ижарага берет.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Климаты:&lt;/strong&gt;  Бермуда аралы субтропикалык кеңдикте жатат.  Жайкы орточо температурасы  25-35С° жана кышкысы 16-21С°.  Жайлары аябай жылуу жана абанын нымдуулугу менен андан да жылуу болот.  Жайкысын дениз суусу денеге жагымдуу, жана суудан чыкпай жүрө бере тургандай.  Бирок күн нурунун күчтүүлүгүнөн жана деңиз суусунун туздуулугунан тез эле күн нуруна денени күйгүзүүгө болот.  Ал эми кышкы аба ырайы болсо аябай биздикинен айырмаланат.  Ал жердин кышы биздин күзгө окшоштурса болот, бирок жамгырлар күндөп же жумалап жай бере алат.  Кееде каттуу щамалдар да болуп дениз толкундайт.  Жергиликтуу жашоочулар болсо жамгырдын жааганына аябай кубанышат, анткени алардын иче турган суусу жамгырдан алынат.  Ага жараша үйлөрү да мыкты салынып, тамынан түщкөн суу, уйнун астына келип топтолот.&lt;br /&gt;Жалпы маалымат    &lt;br /&gt;-   Элинин саны: 65,773&lt;br /&gt;-   Этникалык топтор: афро-бермуддар 54.8%, европеоиддер 34.1%, аралаш 6.4%,&lt;br /&gt;-   Шаарлары: Гамильтон(борбор), Ыйык Георгий(St.Georgе)&lt;br /&gt;-   Акча бирдиги – бермуда доллары(АКШ долларына барабар)&lt;br /&gt;-   Олко башчысы – премьер министр – Дженнифер Смит&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Аралдын кичинелигине жараша элинин саны да кичине.  Аралда болгону 65 000 эл жашайт.  Арал тургундары көбүнчө бири бирин тааныйт.  Бул бир жагынан аралдагы тынчтыктын өкүм сүрүп турганына себептир.  Арал 9 бөлүктөн турат жана бары бири бирине байланышкан.  &lt;br /&gt;Аралдагы жашоочулары көбүнчө эле афро-бермуддар.  Алар бүт элдин 60% түзүшөт.  Мунун себеби алар арал биринчи табылганда кул катары Африка континентинен 1616 жылы көчүрүлүп келишкен.  Ал эми эки кылымдан кийин 1834 жылы кулчулук түп тамыры менен жоюлгандан кийин муруңку кулдар Бермуда аралынын жарааны болуп калышкан.                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Биринчи күндөрү Бермуда аралдарынын экономикасы туризмден эле куралат экен деп ойлогонмун.  Чынында эле ошондой экен.  Бермуда аралдары туризмге аябай ылайыкташкан жер.  Аралды курчаган мөлтүр деңиз суусу, абасынын тазалыгы жана аралдын Англиянын эски нукура салтын сактап келгени туристтерде кызыгуу туудуруп өзүнө тартат. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tуризм Бермуданын өнүгүшүнө чоң салымын кошкон.  Туризм Бермуда аралында 1883 жылдан баштап онугуп келген делет, себеби ошол жылы Принцесса Луиз, Королева Викториянын кызы, аралга сапары менен келип туризмдин өнүгүшүнө көмөк түзүп кетет. &lt;br /&gt;Ал эми азыркы күндө аралдын анык кооздугу жана кызматтын чакандыгы АКШ, Канада жана Азиа менен Европа мамлекеттеринен көптөгон туристтерди өзүнө тартат.  Бермуда аралдарына жыл айлана бара берсе болот, бирок туристтердин эң көп келген учурлары чын куран жана тогуздун айынын араларына туура келет.  Аралдын айланасында 40тай пляж жана 10дой мыкты мейманканалар бар.  Туристтердин эн көп келген мезгилде пляждарда адам жыш толот жана пляждарда ар кандай оюн зооктор уюштурулат.  Кышында деңиз суусу муздак болгондуктан туристер арал аралап сейилдегени, спорт менен машыкканы же гольф ойногону келишет. &lt;br /&gt; Акыркы 10 жылдан бери аралдын экономикасы эл аралык бизнес мекеме жана банктарга ыңгайлуу иш чөйрө түзүп берүү аркылуу да өнүгүп жатат.  Арал эркин экономикалык зона же off-shore болуп эсептелет.   Мындай шарттардын астында эл аралык мекемелер жана банктар Бермуда башкармалыгына салыкты эң эле аз өлчөмдө же кееде эч төлөшбөйт.  Бул шарттар аралга көптөгөн инвестторлорду, мыкты адисттерди жана көптөгөн капитал алып келген.   Азыркы кезде Бермуда аралдары эн бай өлкө болуп эсептелет.  Анын ички дүң продукциясы(ИДП) $70 000 түзөт, ал АКШнын ИДПсынан $30 000 көп. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Кызыктуу фактылар:  Аралда ошондой эле кызыктуу фактылар жана нерселер көп.  Мен өзүм байкаган мисалдар:  Бермудагы орточо үйлөрдүн баасы $1.5 миллион турат.  Арал тургундарын өздөрүнө жөнөкөй эле угулганы менен четтен келгендерге аябай таң калыштуу.  Ошондой эле аралдан тыщка эч нерсе экспорт кылынбайт.  &lt;br /&gt;·   Бермуда аралдары 360 аралдан турат, бирок алардын 20 гана адамдар жашап келет&lt;br /&gt;·   Эң чоң арал Улуу Бермуда деп аталат&lt;br /&gt;·   Бермуда аралдары жанар тоо жана дениз тубуноду коралдардан тузулуп пайда болгон&lt;br /&gt;·   Аралда дарыя, көл же эч кандай булак жок. Ошондуктан аралдын жашоошулар үй ичинде жана ичүүгө жаандан топтолгон сууну колдонушат.&lt;br /&gt;·   Бермуда аралдары Улуу Британиянин дениз территорияларына кирет&lt;br /&gt;·   Бермуда аралдары Улуу Британиянын эн эски колониасы болуп эспетелет&lt;br /&gt;·   Бермуда аралдары өздөрүнүн «бермуда» шорталары менен белгилүү&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Мына ошентип менин кереметтүү аралдагы 10 айлык жашоом да өттү.  Мен башында бир айда эле көрүп коем дегеним менен, чынын айтсам дагы аралдын көп жерин көрбөй калыптрымын.  Мунун себеби, мен убакытымды үйдө эле отуруп өткөргөндүктөн эмес, кайра мен күн сайын жаңы жерлерди канча көргөнү аракет кылсам да эч жетишпедим.  Бул кичине эле аралда кооз жана кереметтүү жерлердин көптүгүн далилдеп турат.  Дагы көрбөй калган жерлердин калганы Бермуда аралдарына келечекте дагы баруума себеп болуп калат го деп ойлойм.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-3978692220870623753?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/3978692220870623753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=3978692220870623753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/3978692220870623753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/3978692220870623753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='Бермудадан Баян'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-2716637123851231269</id><published>2007-05-04T16:56:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T14:26:25.499+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazz Festival Jazz_Bishkek_Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/Rkq-a-cTBxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VeReEeAoQ4Y/s1600-h/fest2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065070101579106066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/Rkq-a-cTBxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VeReEeAoQ4Y/s400/fest2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;April 27-29 was the weekend of jazz music in Bishkek. The jazz bands and musicians from USA, Germany, Switzerland, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan and Kyrgyzstan performaed in a three-day-festival on the stages of Opera House, Metro Pub and Jazz Club of Bishkek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a chance to work in the organizational committee of the Jazz Festival and it took us nealry 3 monthes untill we finally presented our efforts in a three-day-event. The musicians played wide range of jazz music; Tajik and Kyrgyz folk-jazz, fusion and original jazz from US. People poured inside Opera House on all three days and they all left with pleasure and fascination(though there were some problems with tickets in the beginning). Central Asian musicians were very surprized, even little envious, that Kyrgyzstan has a large number of jazz-lovers and a special Jazz Club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being in an organizational team of the festival was very valuable experience for me; made new friends, got familiar with jazz, and just had a nice time during the concerts. Hopefully, there will be the Third International Jazz Festival next spring. I look forward for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-2716637123851231269?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/2716637123851231269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=2716637123851231269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/2716637123851231269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/2716637123851231269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/05/jazz-festival-jazzbishkekspring.html' title='Jazz Festival Jazz_Bishkek_Spring'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/Rkq-a-cTBxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VeReEeAoQ4Y/s72-c/fest2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-5071269825980656136</id><published>2007-04-15T13:43:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:25:09.700+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Roots...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had a chance to attend a concert in Bishkek. The native American Apache tribe dancers' group called Yellow Bird perfomed on the stage of the Opera Theater.&lt;br /&gt;It was very interesting event because the band leader had a story to each dance and each song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard many times that the native Americans and the people of present Central Asia have common roots and ancestors, but I was not much surpized about it. However, when I heard it from the native American it was very interesting. The band leader shared his grandmother's story with the audience. According to his grandmother's story they lived in the lands of high mountains and they were the warriors before their chief lost his power and died.  They migrated to the north and crossed the "Great water"(Bering Sea) to Alaska... and the most stubborn among the others were people from Apache tribe.  The looked for a land with high mountains, similar to their previous lands.  Eventually, after travelling far south they found one.  It was the mountains of Arizona...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-5071269825980656136?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/5071269825980656136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=5071269825980656136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/5071269825980656136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/5071269825980656136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/04/roots.html' title='Roots...'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-1053774025676948445</id><published>2007-01-15T15:40:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T15:35:50.008+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowboarding</title><content type='html'>One weekend during my winter break my brother Azamat invited me to join him as he and friends were going to ski base called Toguz Bulak(Nine Springs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People asked me a lot if I go on snowboarding in Kyrgyzstan, because they knew that Kyrgyzstan is a mountainous country and has a quite a lot of snow in winter time. However, I was ashamed that I never went snowboarding while living at the feet of such snowy mountains.&lt;br /&gt;So I was excited about going snowboarding because it was my the first time I was going to snowboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some pictures from Toguz Bulak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hills of Toguz Bulak ski base. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCKdBmznMI/AAAAAAAAACA/p6JZBK9FHgY/s1600-h/IMG_3805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021665815770143938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCKdBmznMI/AAAAAAAAACA/p6JZBK9FHgY/s400/IMG_3805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Skiers, snowboarders and butt-riders&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCJXBmznLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GySldDkrjlU/s1600-h/IMG_3776-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021664613179301042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCJXBmznLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GySldDkrjlU/s400/IMG_3776-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falling, kneeling, crawling, butt-riding... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCIcBmznJI/AAAAAAAAABo/b0OTiaubgZk/s1600-h/IMG_3811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021663599567019154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCIcBmznJI/AAAAAAAAABo/b0OTiaubgZk/s400/IMG_3811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Eventually by the end of the day I was able to stand on the board and slide down the hills, but still fell a lot. But there was still a lot of excitment and I have never felt that hot in winter before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCHYhmznII/AAAAAAAAABg/nYv24-CtZyA/s1600-h/IMG_3814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021662439925849218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCHYhmznII/AAAAAAAAABg/nYv24-CtZyA/s400/IMG_3814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCGMhmznHI/AAAAAAAAABY/0e458wFC7bo/s1600-h/IMG_3802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021661134255791218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCGMhmznHI/AAAAAAAAABY/0e458wFC7bo/s400/IMG_3802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-1053774025676948445?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/1053774025676948445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=1053774025676948445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/1053774025676948445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/1053774025676948445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/01/snowboarding.html' title='Snowboarding'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RbCKdBmznMI/AAAAAAAAACA/p6JZBK9FHgY/s72-c/IMG_3805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-2577449115474134181</id><published>2007-01-15T15:07:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T15:39:01.572+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Diversity Week</title><content type='html'>December 8 to 12 there was a Diversity Week in our university. American University in Central Asia(AUCA) has students from different nationalities and ethnic groups. I counted that there are 15 different nationalities: afganis, americans, chinese, kazakhs, koreans, kyrgyz, pakistanis, russians, tatars, tajiks, turkmens, uygurs and uzbeks. Whole week, starting on Monday, students of different nationalities and ethnic groups came to university in their national clothes. Everyday at lunch-time all studetns gathered at the hall to share and introduce their culture and traditions. On Monday there was a day for the posters, students made the posters about their countries and culture. They also exhibited all their cultural belongins as musical instrumetns, flags, symbols and clothes. On Tuesday the students had to play Cinderella, but in the way that their traditional life would have created it. This day was one of the funniest and interesting days, because I watched Cinderella 7 times in 40 minutes and in different ways. Wednesday was the food-day. Students cooked different meals and everybody had a chance to taste a little bit of every nations meal. Thursday was the quiz-day. All nationalities had to use their knowledge they had learnt the last three days about other nationalities culture and traditions. I had a chance to participate on that quiz, but unfortunatelly our team did not win. But it was a big surprise when that American team won the quiz. The last day of Diversity Week, Friday was a day for the final concert. Studetns sang, danced, acted and we , the audience, enjoyed it enermously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatHwxmznEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Mvs0jROMHmo/s1600-h/IMG_1279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020185112909945922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatHwxmznEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Mvs0jROMHmo/s400/IMG_1279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyrgyz students playing on their national musical instruments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatG_RmznDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Dykvogec-mA/s1600-h/IMG_1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020184262506421298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatG_RmznDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Dykvogec-mA/s400/IMG_1265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Turkmen girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatGfRmznCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R1wVbot-qSE/s1600-h/IMG_1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020183712750607394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatGfRmznCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R1wVbot-qSE/s400/IMG_1275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatFvhmznBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n6qlgihMX5U/s1600-h/IMG_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020182892411853842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatFvhmznBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n6qlgihMX5U/s400/IMG_1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Korean students. Korean studetns in AUCA are from Korea and those whose ancestors have moved to Central Asia during the Soviet times. It was nice to see them bond together and represent their nation together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatEoRmznAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FYcGjqIPOIs/s1600-h/IMG_1248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020181668346174466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatEoRmznAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FYcGjqIPOIs/s400/IMG_1248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uzbek girl serving their most famous "osh" or plov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-2577449115474134181?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/2577449115474134181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=2577449115474134181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/2577449115474134181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/2577449115474134181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2007/01/diversity-week.html' title='Diversity Week'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/RatHwxmznEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Mvs0jROMHmo/s72-c/IMG_1279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-116679971239178610</id><published>2006-12-22T20:13:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T15:37:20.428+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Diversity Week (part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/1600/84021/IMG_1271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/400/23535/IMG_1271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Americans! There are a few students from US, but still they performed very good, especially the Cinderella. Also I had a chance to eat some harsh brownies again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/1600/500365/IMG_1287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/400/97826/IMG_1287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uzbek girls with silk dresses performing on the scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/1600/403578/IMG_1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/320/425986/IMG_1254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Turkmen students showing their dance skills. There are many students from Turkmenistan in AUCA, according to one of my Turkmen friend there are nearly 100 turkmen students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/1600/24026/IMG_1255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/320/517634/IMG_1255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "РУССКИЕ" - Russians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/1600/984647/IMG_1252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/320/738953/IMG_1252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Afgani students after showing their dance performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/1600/705143/IMG_1245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/400/860474/IMG_1245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kyrgyz girls presenting the national meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/1600/314981/IMG_1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1594/3790/320/763031/IMG_1258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-116679971239178610?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/116679971239178610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=116679971239178610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116679971239178610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116679971239178610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2006/12/diversity-week_22.html' title='Diversity Week (part II)'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-116410547646580484</id><published>2006-11-21T16:02:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:41:47.323+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter in Bishkek</title><content type='html'>The end of November - it can be said it is winter in Kyrgyzstan.&lt;br /&gt;It started to snow today. I was not actually expecting it this morning when I was going to university. But once I got out of the first class it had already started to snow and covered trees into white.&lt;br /&gt;My eldest brother must be happy. He likes snowboarding. I hope he will take me snowboard one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invite those who wish to look at our Central Ala-Too Square to this link &lt;a href="http://webcam2.saimanet.kg/"&gt;http://webcam2.saimanet.kg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webcam.saimanet.kg/"&gt;http://webcam.saimanet.kg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also upload some pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;So keep checking my blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-116410547646580484?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/116410547646580484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=116410547646580484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116410547646580484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116410547646580484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2006/11/winter-in-bishkek.html' title='Winter in Bishkek'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-116283887561584456</id><published>2006-11-06T23:59:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:16:47.920+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Photographs of Kyrgyzstan</title><content type='html'>Surfing the internet I found some old pictures of Kyrgyzstan. Then it was not even established as an independent state, but belonged to the Soviet Union.&lt;br /&gt;Below you can see a building. It sais on the wall "Stalin atyndagy orto mekteb N3", which means Stalin High school #3 (named after Joseph Stalin) Currently, after 75 years, this building is American University-Central Asia(AUCA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/post-2-1125372703.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="127" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/320/post-2-1125372703.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 448px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="112" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/ataglance.0.jpg" width="399" border="0" /&gt;American University-Central Asia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/post-99-1141863555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/320/post-99-1141863555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pictures above and below shows the nomads when moving to other pastures(1900's). Before people used to have many camels in our lands. Each camel could carry one yurt, when the yurt was put apart. Camels also supplied the owners with warm wool &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/post-99-1141863217.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/320/post-99-1141863217.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/post-99-1141467433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/320/post-99-1141467433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lady in the photograph(above) is making a rug, mostly used inside the yurt. My grandmother used to make rugs with the same tools you can see in the picture above. She made rugs for the house and even made a "jainamaz"(a prayer-rug, used to make a prayer on it) for my grandfather. However, nowadays simce there are fabricated and cheap carpets and rugs in the markets, people stopped making the rugs in their houses. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/post-99-1141467368.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/320/post-99-1141467368.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A century had passed since these pictures were taken. However, the way of life in some remote regions of Kyrgyzstan is not far too distinct from what it was a century ago.&lt;br /&gt;People still live in the yurts, breed camels and move to the pastures in the summer times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-116283887561584456?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/116283887561584456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=116283887561584456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116283887561584456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116283887561584456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2006/11/old-photographs-of-kyrgyzstan.html' title='Old Photographs of Kyrgyzstan'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-116257356270246877</id><published>2006-11-03T22:51:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:13:51.066+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Political unrest in Kyrgyzstan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kyrgyzreport.com"&gt;www.kyrgyzreport.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-116257356270246877?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/116257356270246877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=116257356270246877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116257356270246877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116257356270246877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2006/11/political-unrest-in-kyrgyzstan.html' title='Political unrest in Kyrgyzstan'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-116169950346433590</id><published>2006-10-24T19:21:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:21:22.653+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall-Break  -  Trip to OSH</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the most recent pictures from my trip to Osh, south of Kyrgyzstan. I visited my grannies who live in two different villages. These picture were taken when I was at my granny's from my mother's side and some from the Osh city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_5385.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My family once or twice a year visits most of our relatives who live in the south. It is important to stay in touch with relatives in our life, it is a part of our culture, that's why we try to visit our relatives who live in villages at least once a year. This autumn practically in 5 days we(my two brothers &amp; I) visited most of our relatives. In the picture above there are my granny and her two grandchildren and my four aunts(my mother's siblings) sitting next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_5480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_5480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In this picture my aunt(my mother's youngest brother's wife) and my uncle (my grandfather's little brother's son) are preparing the dinner in the big pot full of meat. My aunt is washing the sheep's head before putting it into the boiling pot. Then the head is served to the most honored guests. And my uncle is just watching and controlling the fire. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the picture below, you can see the way to cut a sheep. First the sheep is tied tightly in its legs, then one cuts its throat and lets the blood drain the body. After that the body is hang on its hinder leg and the skin is carefully taken off. The good skin serves several purposes. In the past people used them for clothing and households, however, nowadays people sell them. Then the body is divided in its joints into many parts, each part has its name and value. The most valueable is served to the eldest among the guests. The internal parts are used in making different meals. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dona Iberia asked me if I helped to cut and if I ate meat. I helped to hung the body, it was heavy, and of cource I ate meat, because my uncle ordered to cut the sheep in honor of the guest. And as a guest I receive a big piece ofcooked meat. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_5448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_5457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_5583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_5583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_5652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_5652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_5705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_5705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_5700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_5700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-116169950346433590?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/116169950346433590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=116169950346433590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116169950346433590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116169950346433590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2006/10/fall-break-trip-to-osh.html' title='Fall-Break  -  Trip to OSH'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-116004231676926251</id><published>2006-10-05T15:56:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T12:55:30.816+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday ISA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/DSC00727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/DSC00727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Isabella and Hi everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;Once again Isa, after a year, I wish you the best and the happiest life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/DSC00726.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/DSC00726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everybody remembers the boat party we had last year and how much fun it was.  Thanks to Ernest and Susan and their son for presenting us that wonderful time.   I remember the beautiful evening around the Hamilton by the huge cruise ship.  Then we had great time by the Hopkins(if it is wrong spelling please correct me) island. And we also met newfriends like Chelsea and Fiona.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/DSC00703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/DSC00703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it was the time when I got to know every exchange student better and they all became more than a friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And on that evening the idea of "mafiaman" was born.  :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-116004231676926251?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/116004231676926251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=116004231676926251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116004231676926251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/116004231676926251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-isa.html' title='Happy Birthday ISA!!!'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-115993460236235251</id><published>2006-10-04T09:50:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T13:14:42.576+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Family Summer 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_0892.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_0892.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi again,&lt;br /&gt;Here I wanted to share some pictures of my family from the summer vocation in the most gorgeous lake of Kyrgyzstan. There are many of us in the picture starting with my granny in the center, her two sons(my uncles) and others are all her grandchildren(but here are only 9 out of 39 granshildren).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_0832.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_0832.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This my granny sittng by the cottage we stayed in.  My eldest brother made all of us happy by providing as with a great vocation in one of the best resorts around the Issyk-Kul(Warm-Lake) lake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_0884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/400/IMG_0884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is my niece and I, when we were walking down to the beach.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The vocation was on the right time, after the university entrance exams.  So I had some time to relax before starting my studies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-115993460236235251?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/115993460236235251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=115993460236235251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/115993460236235251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/115993460236235251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2006/10/big-family-summer-2006.html' title='Big Family Summer 2006'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-115953955360289577</id><published>2006-09-29T20:11:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T15:44:01.180+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arriving in Kyrgyzstan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_0445.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/320/IMG_0445.0.jpg" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_0442.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/320/IMG_0442.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at "Manas" international airport early, really early in the morning at 5:45.&lt;br /&gt;My family wasn't there yet to meet me, because I told them that I would arrive at 6:30 - 7:00. But there were two of my friends who came to meet me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe that I had that nice sun-tan, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my uncle came together with his family, but first they didn't recognise me and walked toward the entrance of the airport. I called them and they were surprised to see me outside. After a little while my father, my brothers and some other nieces and nephews came along. I remember, we didn't talk too much, rather I just hugged them and laughed looking at each other. The picture in the right is at the entrance to our appartment that early morning when I arrived. When I stepped out of car I saw my granny and other uncle sitting outside beside the stairways. I was exited to see her, she hung on my neck and give a warm hug. Then as tradition, my granny sprinkled a bowl of water over my head. Then they made three rounds of turns with a hen over my head when I was sitting. I felt like a warrior or like an adventurer, because thats what our ancestors always did when somebody returned after long time of being away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. I will try to bring more of new pictures and I will look for your responces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-115953955360289577?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/115953955360289577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=115953955360289577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/115953955360289577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/115953955360289577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2006/09/arriving-in-kyrgyzstan.html' title='Arriving in Kyrgyzstan'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35240271.post-115953768074396838</id><published>2006-09-29T19:40:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T19:48:00.743+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Bermuda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/1600/IMG_0405.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1594/3790/320/IMG_0405.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hi everybody&lt;br /&gt;I want to share some pictrues with you through this blog. Here is probably the last picture i took in Bermuda, it is not the best picture to be taken in Bermuda, but it still shows how it is Bermudaful. As you guys might remember the sky was cloudy and it was raining the day Isabella and I were leaving. I boarded the plane soon and knew how much I am going to miss this small, but heavenly island of Bermuda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35240271-115953768074396838?l=kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/feeds/115953768074396838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35240271&amp;postID=115953768074396838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/115953768074396838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35240271/posts/default/115953768074396838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyrgyzbala.blogspot.com/2006/09/leaving-bermuda_29.html' title='Leaving Bermuda'/><author><name>Nurbek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008607134655621561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CojrUWbxL2U/SCFdp5G_wiI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ZmvmDvfPk/S220/PIC_4956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
