Karakol, ex-Soviet inspired city (read: dark concrete buildings) has kept his traditions alive. In the wee small hours of Sunday morning sheep and other cattle exchange owners. We had set the alarm at 6 o’clock to enjoy the busy atmosphere. And busy it was, compare it with a very active ant nest. Hundreds of people searching for animals of their liking. Horses, cows and plenty of odd looking sheep. They had a big but. We have never seen them in Belgium. Only when we returned home our local Turkish kebab restaurant owner explained me that they are called fat-tailed sheep. They’re a special breed with a high quality fat in their tail area. (Elyah in Arabic) It has a very distinct taste, which gives ‘real kabab’ his excellent taste.

It’s not uncommon to see people loading and unloading sheep in the trunk of their sedan. Some of them simply hail them on the car’s roof top.
Hungry? Have some tea and pastries for breakfast in one of the local canteens.