The final few days in Dushanbe were pretty calm, but I did finally find my way to some of the few standard tourist attractions in the city. All the photos below are from day 43 (July 12).
There’s a museum on the park plaza, which was almost as deserted as the park itself. It has four floors and a decent array of exhibits (from natural history to the glorification of Dear Leader [Rahmon]) but still feels a bit pathetic (for example, not all of the lights work). Admission is 25 somoni, 10 extra with a camera (total: $7), but many of the exhibits are no-photography anyway.
Courtesy of Anna and my other fast friends, I also went to my first (and last) “hash”, or meeting of the Hash House Harriers, the worldwide “drinking club with a running problem”. With only a moderate amount of offense intended to that group (and none to my friends), I won’t be joining them again because I enjoy the drinking rather less than the running. But the run (or in my case, walk) was spectacular: