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Dispatch #3 April 1, 2008 PDF Print E-mail

The Village at the End of the Road

The young boy looked puzzled when we asked him if there was internet in his village. One could tell by the expression on his face that he didn’t know the word. Neither the word nor the World Wide Web had apparently reached this village – 240 miles northwest of Baku – and a handful of kilometers from the Russian border.

Dispatch #2 January 17, 2008 PDF Print E-mail

The Fire Above

The door bell rings constantly. It is followed by loud banging. I am reluctant to open the door because it is late. I look through the peep hole and see firefighters rushing up the stairs.

I open the door to shouts echoing through the stairwell. Someone tells me there’s a fire on the floor above mine. The fire crews are rolling out hoses, some are carrying up axes. Another has a crow bar. A couple of firefighters come into my flat to make sure everything is ok. They head back out.
Dispatch #1 October 15, 2007 PDF Print E-mail

If the car is the most important status symbol in oil-rich Baku, the car horn may be a close second and Azerbaijans love to show off their unique noise makers at all hours of the day and night.

I live on what I thought would be a quiet narrow tree lined street one block from the Caspian Sea. I moved in on a Saturday, the quiet lasted until Monday morning when the narrow street filled with cars that seem to disappear down dead-end streets.