A definite end to the apple project.

I have just got back from a very hot Bishkek,(partly cos I have too much winter clothing on)  as per usual got lost so in the end gave up and came back slightly earlier than expected. Did not bother to buy fruit in the market that I nevertheless stumbled upon which was quite nice and definitely worth a return visit as I have my own carefully preserved three boxes of apples don't I.  Except that none of the boxes are there!  Not sure why I bother to ask permission to do things and clearly label things only to find that there was no point. Suffice it to say both pissed off with myself for my inability to work out where I am in a grid city where the mountains are to the south and with whoever it is that just ignores the fact that someone living here has asked permission to do something for reasons that are designed to both benefit the guest house and me over winter.   I know that they were not my apples, wish they were, but...And yes I know it was nice of the family to give me permission to try these things in the first place and hopefully whoever found the boxes has in fact made good use of the contents.

Not the Dordoy Bazaar, despite the central sign,  which is supposed to be huge, but its smaller cousin.