May
3rd,
2010 - I finally left the Azerbaijani capital of Baku and headed to a
city in the northwest known as Zaqatala.
An eight hour bus ride was made easier by my new guide, a Peace
Corps volunteer stationed in the area. I met her through
my Couchsurfing host
in Baku who had also been a volunteer. She invited me to 'surf' at
her place in the foothills of the Caucasus
Mountains in the north of Azerbaijan. I graciously
accepted.
The
eight hour bus ride crosses through all nine of Azerbaijan's climate
zones starting in the monotonous flatlands that dominate the central
region and ending in the shadow of the Caucasus Mountains. As this
appears to be a rainy time of year (the weather has been abysmal) the
countryside is a rich verdant green. The contrast between the
outlying regions and Baku goes far beyond landscape. Walking the
streets of central Baku one can detect a distinctly European pulse
but once you leave city limits you are thrown right back into the
Soviet area.
My
stay here has become somewhat of a 'A week in the life of a Peace
Corps' experience, one I have enjoyed immensely thus far.
Unfortunately, I have not seen a whole lot of the surrounding area
due to the rains that have continued nonstop for the past week or
more. Hopefully, this will change soon. I have not had much time to
sit down and pound out a lengthy update but hopefully I will catch up
soon.
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