Monthly Archives: October 2018

Lev Tolstoy’s Dutch cucumber

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Today I did something that I had been missing out on for a long time: I ate some mรผsli: It was awesome. In totally unrelated news, I have been wanting to tell you about Tolstoy. Up until recently I had never read any of his books, and I think it was because he had always […]


the mushrooms I had made

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When I was at the supermarket the day before, I bought milk, butter, mushrooms, onions, cream cheese, tomatoes, pasta, pesto, a lot of fruits, lemonade, bread, nutella, laundry detergent, mรผsli, and a few other things I can’t remember. So I cut up the mushrooms and the onions: And then I fried them with a bit […]


spirited away

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I was going to move to my secret hideout today. So I said goodbye to my friends, got out the Caboose from under the stairway, and then I loaded her up and told her that the road was waiting for us once more: What I didn’t tell her: it wasn’t going to be that much […]


patched

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My tests had come back, and the results were good. Or rather: for me they were somehow disappointing, because they showed that I was healthy, which meant that there was no minor problem that a bit of medication would be able to cure. No, I was told, apparently I was just exhausted. And it was […]


hail the mushroom building

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It was strange that still, after all this time, I was feeling weak and sickly. This had been going on for a while now – ever since maybe the time when I had made it to Sheki. I wanted to know what was going on, and since I was at the hospital every few days […]


always agree on a price beforehand

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My pants were still in pretty bad shape. So I made the most awesome breakfast for myself: And then I took the pants (and my hat, which also had a hole in it) to the tailor: The owners agreed to put patches on them, then they went back to their game of backgammon, and I […]


no makeup

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I walked around a little bit more today. There was a viewing platform onto which someone had sprayed the words U ARE UGLY NOBODY LOVES U: There seemed to be EU flags all over town: And one time, I noticed an ad that featured the other Georgia: Annoyingly enough, this American Georgia seemed to pop […]


collision of cultures

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I had managed to arrive in Tbilisi on time, which meant that I had gotten my second rabies shot, and now was my time to rest. So I went outside and had another donut: Boston creme – the best kind. Then I walked around a little. Tbilisi seemed to have a strong meme game going […]


Tbilisi

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When I woke up, I noticed two things. Firstly, there was a mysterious new hole in my pants: And secondly, the bath salts that I was carrying around in a zip bag looked like something out of Breaking Bad: And then there was supposed to be Tbilisi. At first it was just a road sign: […]


what would Jesus do

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When I left the house in the morning, I knew it was going to be a long day. It was Friday, and I would have to be in Tbilisi on Sunday in order to get my next rabies shot. Tbilisi was still about 70 kilometers away, so today I needed to cover some distance. Shota […]


winehouse

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The hotel had turned out to be not actually that expensive (about 50 euros per night), but still, it had a very posh vibe too it. Word had it that there was a pool, that there was a spa, and that there was also a golf course. I only saw the gate to a place […]


the rabies scare

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I filled my thermos flasks with hot tea, and then I left. It was a day for optimists: the sun was shining, the Caboose seemed light, and I had not a worry on my mind. One time I ran into a bunch of cows and they were very annoyed by the Caboose and me: That’s […]


spending time in places

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One more day in Sighnaghi. I took to the old town and did something nice – I walked around aimlessly. The first thing that struck me were these little stickers: I figured they had to do with the Russian occupation of some of the northern parts of Georgia ten years earlier. It hadn’t surprised me […]


tourism is hard

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Sighnaghi was a picturesque little town. Only it felt a little bit as if it wasn’t quite as old as it would to have you believe: But it was nice for a tourist like me. I went and had a dish of mushrooms and potatoes for lunch: For some reason I was made to wait […]


Taco Taco

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When I got ready to leave, Jemal was there to wave me off and give me hot water for my tea: Then another gentleman appeared with what seemed like a bottle of cola, a cup of either water or vodka, and a very relaxed mood: And then I got on the road. One thing that […]


confidence or defiance

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The first thing I noticed when I started walking through Georgia was a truck from Iran: Hmm… I thought, Iran. A country to hate and to love all at the same time. The driver was nowhere to be found, so I started to walk out of Lagodekhi: Very soon, the little town gave way to […]


Blanky

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I felt a bit better. However, the thing with antibiotics was that once you had started taking them, you were supposed to go through with the treatment and take them for a few days. Otherwise some of the bacteria (the ones with the highest resistance to the treatment) would live on and procreate. So I […]


pug life

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I was on day two of my antibiotics. So I basically stayed in the warmth of my bed all day and edited my footage and wrote my blog. The guesthouse was very small – three rentable rooms in total – but it was cozy, and the people were nice. They had a pug named Moli: […]


Sir Pee-A-Lot

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I was staying in a nice guesthouse in a nice village in a nice part of a nice country. Here’s a picture of the courtyard to give you an idea: But I wasn’t feeling all that nice. I had been under the weather for a few days now, wondering what was wrong with me, and […]


ATM/SIM

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I felt weak and sickly, so I didn’t want to go outside. But I had to, because I needed to find an ATM and get some Lari, the Georgian currency. Also I needed a Georgian SIM card for my further travels. So I left the guesthouse and walked around in the small town of Lagodekhi. […]