A Tajik family was so friendly to host me for the night.
When I arrived in the little town, the 16-year-old boy said “come to my house”.
As I had no other plans I decided to come with him and his little sister. I asked them if they shouldn’t ask their Mom first if it was ok.
But no. That was totally not needed.
So when we arrived at the house it seemed they didn’t even tell their mother what was going on (I could only communicate with the boy).
But the parents seemed happy to host me.
The Mom just made tea and food for us, they were very nice.
I slept in the only bed room they had (I am afraid the parents slept this night in the living room because of me).
When I left, they gave me a roll toilet paper as present.
I offered them a bit of money as I heard the people in this area are quite poor.
Anyway, there hospitality is great! Another special experience!
Leaving the next day for hitchhiking was a bit tricky. Read here what happened that day.