day 2 NOVEMBER 5:
So I went to the old city. BEAUTIFUL! Walked around and enjoyed the sites. It is great to have so many old beautiful buildings in the middle of the city. Then I walked along the water for a while. I had specific instructions to go a certain way to get home. Unfortunately, there is a serious lack of street signage in Baku and I got lost a number of times. I’m so glad I had a pocket map. I utilized a lot of sign language today.
I like getting lost though, because it creates familiarity and allows me to see things that I otherwise wouldn’t. I walked through some really neat neighborhoods. Eventually it started getting dark, and I was quite lost on the way home. Hopefully the lost part will force me to know my way better. Basically I was looking for some backstairs when I should have been looking for the front driveway area.
As it got darker, I got more cat calls, which increased my urgency of getting home. Russian, German, and occasionally French werethe dominant cat calls. There could have been some in Azerbaijani, but I wasn’t able to detect a difference in tone.
I also noticed that I am speaking a lot moreBritish English than American English now. Flat, queue, lovely, proper (as in “proper” trainers)… confusing.
So many stray cats. No stray dogs — although I saw a few posh dogs. The stray cats are all different colors though and really cute.
The oil money is outrageous. I wish that the government had a better idea of what to do with it and how to create programs that workwell. There are a lot of nice buildings though. I suppose some of the money goes there.
I really need to take a shower. Maybe I can try to fix the hot water heater. I am going out tonight with a friend of a friend.
UPDATE: the shower is fixed! I will take a photo of it so it can be proven exactly how complicated it is. Can you imagine being naked, lighting a match, switching on a gas knob and determining what temperature you want?
Other thoughts: I should be reading coursework while my hair is drying but I have a not-so-small love of post-Soviet TV. Yes, Azerbaijani videos are as cheesy as Armenian ones. I already recognized videos shot in areas that I walked around in today. Although there are a few that aren’t too bad, the majority are pretty lame. I just saw one with a guy standing in front of a green screen that alternates between the Azerbaijani flag and a bunch of rocks. I have yet to see a “series” though - a set all filmed on the same stage or place for different songs on an album. Oh no. On the Russian channel, Russian boy band rappers. Ouch. Their name is “Nota Fraid.” Ugh. This is like the UK show “X-Factor” - it is sort of like the Pop Idol series, and is produced by the same people, but I don’t really understand the difference between the two shows. Right now the judges are not being kind to the youngsters. The competition is named Boby (in Russian) Lipinksy. He is really really really bad. Must change channel. Now Masha Meronakova is on. She is bad too. Is this a contest for the worst singer? In flipping the channel, I found a similar Turkish show. Flipping between the two may be entertaining. The Turkish version of the Backstreet Boys is eliciting screams from the audience. The bad boy, the cute one, the nice one, the dark one… they’re all there. Uh oh. There is a rap interlude a la Color Me Badd. These guys have to go into the bad category too. Now a girl group is starting on the Russian show. They’re cute and well dressed. Maybe there is hope. Nope. Nevermind. They sound like they are their local karaoke champions, but not much more. Korleva is the group’s name. Okay, single male singer with spiky hair. I am beginning to think that the judges sponsor certain singers and train them. This kid can sing but has a horrible song. Bad pile.