Going home

Today I leave dusty Kabul for a much-needed break back home. I'm blocking all thoughts of the upcoming horrors of the Kabul airport with fantasies about Californian restaurants. And I'm not talking about the classy, uppercrust ones. Bring on the taquerias, the chains that sell chicken fingers and jalapeno poppers, the Greek pizzarias!

But I'll have to wait a bit longer. I fly through Baku on my return, and have a two-night layover there, so I won't arrive home until July 1st (and won't be functional until the 2nd).

Sigh.

Baku does have a McDonalds though.