Rushing

What do they want you to put down the toilet?

Me and the staff of a refugee center. We drank tea, ate cucumbers, and sang Russian songs until Oksana dragged me away:

Hello loved ones!

This afternoon I am leaving for the regions, and it has finally happened to me- i look like a granola hippy backpacker. Earth tones, big backpack, yup. But no big boots or tevas! I have my limits!

I'm still trying to set up interviews, it's all pretty seat of the pants. But I'm just crossing my fingers and plunging in. For Ganga I have a bunch of interviews planned, but right now for Shekhi I have only one! And I'll be there first! I've got some leads to hunt down though.

The last few days have been hectic. Notes:

-got my Russian visa!
-met the first reader of my "news" blog!
-had longest interview to date (over 3 hours!!!!)
-met with a lot of human rights org's recently, very interesting
-walk so much!
-yesterday was crazy windy! see frizzy head in abive picture.
-met a truly inspirational person here

Things have been good. Rest of Azerbaijan, here I come!