The first longer journey outside Baku takes us through the rusty steppes. Rather than the vegetation, they are full of oil rigs. Machines stand scattered...
6 AM. A large parking lot by the Baku Bay. Our homebulance sways uncontrollably in powerful gusts of wind. It is still not too bad today. The wind reaches...
Only late at night, we manage to leave the Russia-Azerbaijan border crossing. We still have to drive a few dozen kilometres to reach the country’s capital...