Azerbaijan, July 2005
Looking out the window on the way to Nabran. |
On the way to Nabran, the beach just south of Russia. |
From the back seat... |
Rustam and me at Nabran. The beach wasn't sandy here-- it was big, round rocks, painful to the bare feet. |
Looking south. |
Looking towards Russia, which is about 10 kilometers away. |
Natavan, Rustam and Mahmoud at the beach. |
Natavan's father lingers up on the road, waiting for us. No pressure. |
These two spoke rudimentary English. The skirted one had four teeth, total, and incredible halitosis. Said she was a naturopath |
Self-portrait at Nabran, with choppy Caspian in the background. |
Cruising, back-seat style. Me, Natavan and Rustam. |
Cows at the beach! I couldn't get a good shot out the window. They were eating weeds and garbage. |
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