We managed to condense everything into our two bags and checked in for the flight. Arriving at the security desk we were told, 'Lady OK go through to flight, man has problems, no flight'. They were pretty insistent too. Paul was not being allowed to exit the country. And then as we hesitated a bit trying to think about what to do and with Francoise not wanting to go past the check point, they started getting a bit pushy - in somewhat less than 30 seconds.
Paul had brought the bike in to Azerbaijan - this seemed to cause some amusement. It had broken down, it was being shipped back to the UK. Here were the details. So Paul rang the personal telephone numbers of the freight company - it is a Saturday afternoon. Oh, yes, sorry, you need to get Customs to sign you out, as you brought the bike in and are not personally taking it out. Sorry. Customs are closed at the weekend. And Monday is only half a day, as it is the closing ceremony of the 4th Islamic Solidarity Games. And you have to get your (on broken down) motorcycle to the Customs to sign it off. One or two wasted airplane tickets? Paul stays in Baku, Francoise flys home. One bag unloaded from airplane, who knows who has what.
No more photos from Baku. The camera went home with Francoise.
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