All of my travel while we were in Egypt was travel without the children. Because traveling with children is not a vacation - it's just work in a more difficult, more public place. It's a nightmare, a waste of money, and when you're done you need a vacation from your vacation. The only reason we take the children with us in the summer is because at this point everybody actually wants to see the children more than us. Otherwise, they'd be left at home and save the taxpayers thousands of dollars. I don't. travel. with. children.
This weekend, however, was a first. Brandon had two days off for Gurban Bayram, and so in a temporary bout of insanity I suggested we take all four children (that seems like a whole lot when it's written down) on a trip to the mountains.
And then in an extended bout of insanity I had my housekeeper call and book a cabin at the Long Forest "Resort" for two nights. The booking wasn't very formal - she talked to Ismail and told him that George was coming for Thursday and Friday nights - but I figured that if I'd already bothered to do that, we might as well bite the bullet and get out of town.
And so we did.
It was quite lovely and I don't think I even caught myself wondering why exactly I had thought this was a good idea. I won't vouch for Brandon, however.
Now pictures, to convince all of you who were undecided about visiting Azerbaijan that the country here really is very scenic. And some children for the grandparents who read this blog.
