Waiting for the lights
The Flame Towers, Baku, Azerbaijan
What a difference a couple of hours can make. Our last day in Baku started in bright blue skies and sunshine, but by the time I had shot the Carpet Museum the weather was on the turn. It's aptly named the "city of winds" for good reason! Standing upright was a concerted effort, let alone attempting to capture a steady shot with or without a tripod.
The fast rolling cloud movement suggested a storm was looming and so we decided to cut our losses and head back to the hotel. Although it didn't rain, it turned out to be a good call, for the wind had now become gale force and the streets had emptied... even the marble stairs were devoid of locals and tourists alike.
So here I am sat in our suite, in my towelling robe like any good Bond villain in his secret hideaway passing the time waiting for the world to end. Surprisingly, you quickly get bored of such events and so I thought I'd pass the time with a few long exposures before the last light had faded and the light show begins... while Mrs R packed.
Waiting for the lights
The Flame Towers, Baku, Azerbaijan
What a difference a couple of hours can make. Our last day in Baku started in bright blue skies and sunshine, but by the time I had shot the Carpet Museum the weather was on the turn. It's aptly named the "city of winds" for good reason! Standing upright was a concerted effort, let alone attempting to capture a steady shot with or without a tripod.
The fast rolling cloud movement suggested a storm was looming and so we decided to cut our losses and head back to the hotel. Although it didn't rain, it turned out to be a good call, for the wind had now become gale force and the streets had emptied... even the marble stairs were devoid of locals and tourists alike.
So here I am sat in our suite, in my towelling robe like any good Bond villain in his secret hideaway passing the time waiting for the world to end. Surprisingly, you quickly get bored of such events and so I thought I'd pass the time with a few long exposures before the last light had faded and the light show begins... while Mrs R packed.