I was in Samarkand, waiting for my night train to Nukus and had just taken several shots of the Registan at dusk. I was about to pack the camera gear and head for the station when one of the locals started dancing in front of the Ulugbek Medressa to the music coming from a nearby restaurant.

I was in Samarkand, waiting for my night train to Nukus and had just taken several shots of the Registan at dusk. I was about to pack the camera gear and head for the station when one of the locals started dancing in front of the Ulugbek Medressa to the music coming from a nearby restaurant.