always agree on a price beforehand
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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. […]
which way to the Coke Museum?
I drank a little more of the V, and then I packed my stuff and left the hotel to walk the rest of the way towards the border with Georgia. The streets in Balakan seemed a tiny bit more flashy than the others before it: The late President’s words were carved in stone on a […]
bowl, bottle, bonhomie
I woke up with something like a faint notion of optimism within me. Sure, the border was still about 50k away, but it felt possible to reach it before midnight the next day. That was when my visa was going to run out. Zaqatala turned out to be a bit bigger than I had expected: […]
the absence of light
I woke up in a hotel that was small and dirty. There was a slightly stupid-looking cat greeting me outside of my door: Everyone else seemed to be still asleep, so I just left the key in the door and stepped out on the streets of Qakh: I needed some tea, though. So I went […]
a breaking voice
I only had four days to get to the border, or else my visa for Azerbaijan would run out. So I said goodbye to the old town and the caravanserai and the mushroom, and I stepped out of the gates and started walking again: It was at least 110km to the border, and some of […]
Thanks, Mr. Shroom!
When I woke up I felt frustrated for several reasons. The newspaper had sent me a reply with the words “it’s very nice, but…”, and the part that came after that meant that I would have to basically rewrite the thing. I would have to cover a lot of distance (about 110km) within just four […]