We arrived in Baku at dawn on the overnight train from Russia. Baku’s old city is another UNESCO World Heritage site. Fantastic area to wander round and get lost in – in that sense it reminded me of Venice.
The salesmen tried to convince us that buying a carpet here was much cheaper than in Iran. We actually had no plans to buy one anyway. But loved the name of his shop…
And rather liked the hip name for the exhibition of ancient carpets.
From Baku, we got the bus down to Lankeren. We were befriended by Elsen and Murat, who insisted on taking us back to Elsen’s for some food. But first we had to buy bread. And fantastic quality it was too.
Made on this oven in front of us.
At the house we were treated to a slap up dinner
All prepared at short notice by Eslen’s Mum, who took a shine to Anita
But we met the whole family too
And were treated to a tour of the town, including our first proper sighting of the Caspian Sea
A quick view of the local football stadium
And say hello to Elsen’s uncle who works in the sports shop there.
I think if we’d stayed a week, we’d have known everyone in town. But Iran beckoned. And this was the rail track heading towards the border (though we got a lift there by road instead – not many trains run that way)
And we can’t leave Azerbaijan without a final pic of this local in one of Lankeren’s parks.
Azerbaijanis like their group shots so we have requests to post all the pics taken in Lankeren with our new friends Elsen and Murat…