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Two weeks off, went to stay in my hometown Ismayilli, where most of our relatives are. This was the best vacation ever...

First of all the stress, the hot humid dirty dusty air that drains all liquid out of you, the neverending traffic jams, destroyed roads that are being reconstructed, the loud anxious stressed out crowd of people on the streets of a big city - being away from all of this gives you this undescribeable feeling of peace and joy.

At nights you sleep in open air on the veranda and it is cold and fresh - not like the city where you can't breathe at nights without air conditioning, and even if you have air con your whole body aches in the morning because you've slept under it the whole night.

You're woken up in the morning not by the annoying sound of the alarm that you snooze twenty times before you can finally drag yourself off the bed and into the bathroom. You're woken up by the summer sun. You feel the warmth of the sun that came out behind the hills. And it's amazing that you wake up completely fresh, having had the exact amount of sleep, not less not more.

You get up and have pears, plums and figs before breakfast. Then a grand healthy breakfast - village eggs with bright orange-almost-red yolk, honey, cream, goat cheese, freshly baked oven bread - with the whole family around the table.

Anyway I could describe the whole 24 hours like this, but it would be too long. The best part of the vacation was being close to all the dear people. Grandma, uncles and aunts, dozens of cousins, and all the cute baby nephews and nieces.

Finally, above is two of my cousins Elnur and Orxan and your humble in the middle. We went fishing in the river and then we had this crazy idea that you see above.

This was the best vacation ever...

HBW

HBW

This is Omar's brother Ali. Six months old now. The sweetest baby I've ever seen.

Took me around thirty shots to get this one. I wish I had an SLR. Anyone wanna buy me a gift?

Nephew Omar. Summer 2008.

I'm back on Flickr :)