shades incoming
You are currently viewing a placeholder content from Google Maps. To access the actual content, click the button below. Please note that doing so will share data with third-party providers.
Being back in Baku didn’t mean grabbing the Caboose to waltz out of town right away. I was waiting for a postal package from Germany: new hard drive, new SD-card, new microphone, sunglasses.
Wait, sunglasses?
Yes. I hated everyone who wore shades (especially the reflective kind), but deep inside I knew I was just being jealous. So in a moment of weakness I had placed an order online. Why didn’t I simply go into a department store in Baku and buy a pair of sunglasses there?
No idea, honestly.
The problem was that my package hadn’t arrived yet. So I had to wait, which meant that I had some time to walk around Baku and look at the Maiden Tower:
There were apparently quite a few different Maiden Towers in the region (“maiden” being the English word meaning young woman – the original name of the tower was Qฤฑz Qalasฤฑ), but this one was a particularly fine example:
I went up to the top and looked around, and there they were, the tentacles, happily and greedily reaching into the sky:
Then I walked around in the downtown area some more. There was a Hard Rock Cafe, which reminded me of a night of drunken dancing with my brother Ruben in Almaty:
I walked around some more, and then night fell upon Baku:
And the city looked just like a European metropolis:
At least in the center it did.
Daily video:
cheauwen
ไฝ ไนๅ้ฝๆฒ็จๅคช้ฝ็ผ้กๅ? ๆญ~ไฝ ็่ฉฒๆไธๅฏไพไฟ่ญทไฝ ็็ผ็็!!