Day 48 (2): Ferocious mosquitoes
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May 23rd, 2010 – by: Biedjee
Back in Baku I decided to do as the locals do and went for a stroll along the Bulvar at sunset. At night the whole centre of Baku is wonderfully lit and becomes a much nicer place in fact. I hadn't been overly impressed with Baku, the whole city just seems like one big construction pit (particularly in the main shopping area), but at night the place certainly has some charm.
I strolled around the Bulvar for a couple of hours, just watching the hundreds of people doing the same. Azeris and expats alike, they were all here.
I went to bed early as I had an early morning and a long day of travel ahead tomorrow.
I don't know what it was, I couldn't sleep any more. The heat was bothering me, but I'll admit I was also somewhat nervous for tomorrow. I was on my way to Iran. A country I've been wanting to visit for a long time, but my government now advises against visiting. While I kept saying to myself everything would be fine (I'd met a few people now who had come from Iran travelling in opposite direction, without any issues) there was still a minor chance there could be issues at the border.
I kept telling myself everything would be ok and I could go back to sleep, but it wasn't calming me down. Eventually the fear of the unknown made way for irritation with a more short-term nuisance: mosquitoes. I'd been bitten a couple of times the previous nights, but the ones that had bitten me had done so quietly. Tonight however it seemed they'd gone for sonic upgrades. Every time I somewhat dozed off one started buzzing in my ear, waking me up again. And of course I couldn't rest until I had killed the bugger, which often took a while since the mosquitoes in this country are tiny and fast.
At around 4:30 they started bringing in the heavy artillery. I must have killed at least 10 of them in as many minutes, yet each time I switched off the light they'd bring in reinforcements. Their guerilla warfare got the best of me and at 5 I admitted defeat. With less than an hour before my alarm would go off it was no point even trying to sleep anymore. Guess I would sleep on the bus after all...
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