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... smelling of moth balls and lavender. Butter wouldn't melt but I am not so sure......as I gently rib her for wearing a pack a mac in the hot sun and 31C temperatures........only to get the "death stare" and a minor "hand bagging"... UPDATE Saturday 12th 1800hrs: Again, I bring this blog to you from our little rooftop terrace. Today we have pounded the streets of this historic and electic tumbledown City. Tbilisi is nestled in a deep valley either side ...
... heads in the background.
Now that is another fun thing to met on a narrow mountain
pass road, a large mob of sheep or herd of cows. One shepherd got quite upset at us coming
along while his sheep were crossing the road, yet most were very friendly and
gave us a wave. One cow herder even
asked us the time in very good English.
On our return trip over this pass the fog again engulfed us
as we passed over the top and in a couple ...
... in Tbilisi with lots of daylight left, I still didn't really get to see the place with light still out!
The first order of business was checking in and basking in the room's air conditioning, with a short nap thrown in for good measure. With this heat in the Caucasus, an afternoon siesta is a absolute must, and is actually required for safety reasons. Seriously, the threat of heat exhaustion here is very high if you try and ...
... good, audience members would cry.
-----Nowadays, Goran earned his living by making performances with his animals. Canary Guy had been an inspiration for him. He thought the way many young Westerners traveled was unheathy; they saved money in their home countries, then went to cheap countries for six months and did no work.
-----He advised Walker and me to get a dog first, then maybe a donkey, and also a bird. This was golden business advice. ...
... woman passport control officer yelled at me to come forward because the automatic turnstile was broken and I had hesitated in front of it. Then we had to trek for quite a ways with our bags to the other side. I was getting tired by the time I made it to the Georgian passport control. They made us send all our bags through the x-ray machine. I heard someone giving me directions and it turned out to be Nick, our Georgian tour leader. My green ...