the end of a journey

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The tiger.
He destroyed his cage.
Yes.

I left the apartment at about ten in the morning:

leaving Tbilisi

Got the Caboose from her garage, loaded her up, and got on the road. Tbilisi was doing its best to show that it was a big city:

traffic in Tbilisi

I passed a monument of some horse-riding dude:

monument in Tbilisi

And then, after a few hours, the city was behind me. There was a bridge where some people were fishing:

bridge near Tbilisi

I sat down in the afternoon sun and had some tea, and this doggo came along and stared at me for a while:

doggo

It was nice to not be barked at or otherwise intimidated.

The road was still pretty busy at this point, but then it split into two, and I somehow ended up on the better one (the one with less traffic).

An old lady was selling flowers by the roadside, and I bought a bunch:

buying flowers

She was eighty years old, and she just stood there, leaning on her cane, holding her flowers:

old lady selling flowers

Then there was a river:

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And above it, a monastery on a mountain:

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The road was became gentler the further I went:

road to Mtskheta

And then I was there, looking at the old town of Mtskheta:

enter Mtskheta

I had to take a little detour in order to get to the cathedral in the center, but when I did, Aleksey from Russia was there, playing his flute:

Aleksey in Mtskheta

He lived in a monastery on an island near Saint Petersburg. More than twenty years ago, he told me, he had been on his own trip around the world, when he came to the monastery on the island and decided to stay there for a while. Just for a while. For a winter or so.

He had been living there ever since.

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