What is Baku Like?
Baku – it doesn’t look like much beneath the wing of the plane. A sand coloured shrubless land and a low pale sky, not exactly tourist board porn, if anything it looks like a biblical landscape, old testament.
Well, I’m not out to right misconceptions. Nor do I write as a patriot, I’ve lived in London my entire life, so that probably makes me more of a tourist. What that doesn’t make me is unbiased. I’ve been spoiled. Hospitality, warmth and kindness mean that for every bad word I have to say about the place, I’ve ten good. So I hope you’ll agree that it’s artifice to adopt journalistic objectivity when writing of experience. And besides, isn’t the prism of bias always more interesting? So expect plenty of cheese, cornball that I am.
The car hurtles down the butter smooth road towards the city centre. The family chauffeur vrooms the engine antagonistically at the spunky 80s Lada trying to overtake us, a black M6 cuts between us and breaks up the petrol-head scuffle. A briney breeze is blowing off the Caspian and although it’s November it’s still warm and gentle.
What are Azeri People Like?
The History of Baku, Azerbaijan
Life in Baku