Two years ago I decided I had to visit Astana. In some online magazine I stumbled upon an article about this newly built city. It was accompanied by astonishing pictures of majestic views on modern architecture. I had never heard anything about Kazakhstan before, but this was definitely not what I e 1 Comment |
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One day you might find yourself in the following situation: you are tired of sparkling Baku and would like to cross the Caspian sea, or lake, whatever you prefer, to the Kazakh city Aktau. Of course you could just take another boring plane. For a mere 250 euro's this could even fly you to Kazakhstan 2 Comments |
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An old couple took me from the refreshing mountain scenery just south of Dagestan through the desert to Baku. No way to resist their hospitality: well fed and with a hand full of pocket money they dropped me off in the dusty outskirts of the capital. Azerbaijan is drifting on oil. Still. And how thi No Comments |
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'Good luck': that's how the last Georgian road sign introduced its neighbor, 1000 meters after I passed a sign preparing us for the Azerbaijanian border. I expected that going east, countries would be found poorer and poorer, and that this process would continue until one reached Japan. Coming from No Comments |
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The man who, at the Armenian borderpost, offered me a spare seat in his Mercedes, drove me to Tbilisi. “Do you know a place where I can camp?” I asked tactfully. Levan thinks deeply. Then the answer I was waiting for passed his lips: “You could stay at my place. My wife won't mind.” A No Comments |
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