Nestled in a lush valley in the shadow of Gora Babash-Alta mountains lies the village of Arslanbob, home of the world’s largest natural walnut forest. It’s difficult to describe the atmosphere of the walnut forrest, not spooky, nor fairytale-like but the omnipresent green color is at least special. A bit unearths.
Arslanbob is a bit on the shabby side. A feeling which is magnified by the high number of antique cars. Robust Soviet material which keeps on rolling. It’s like looking in your rear view mirror and get kicked back 60 years.
The whole village is involved in the harvest of the walnut. Due to the seasonal nature of the harvest they need to diversify. And that’s when tourism peeps behind a tree. Some of the villagers are part of the CBT network and others embraced Airbnb.
We found our way to Ziha’s Friendship guesthouse. Here we met 2 German world travellers Lutz & Caro.
Because it was raining puppies (es regent junge Hunde), or cats & dogs in English, we spent an afternoon with a couple of beers and a discussion of divisions by zero. (still ongoing)
