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... he filtered it through a dirty gym sock. For good measure, he then passed it through the jock strap of a 350 pound NFL offensive lineman who had worn it for an entire season that included a run to the Super Bowl, to ensure the wine was as odoriferous as can be, and then allowed it to ferment inside of a Soviet-era prison toilet bowl.
Our first experience with Georgian wine left a bad taste in my mouth, both literally and ...
... named for the Saint; was spending the morning drinking tea and chatting with the monks until he found a slightly more interesting subject: Me. "No, I'm not Catholic, just curious" I replied, "Ah no, you don't wear cross" he observed brandishing his own ensemble of a little wooden cross, a stone cross and a small plastic Mickey Mouse (whose symbology I did not find out) around his neck. "You are atheist; yes?" I thought that seemed like a very sweeping and ...
... needed to know more.
Luckily for us, there was a guy in Tbilisi at this very moment who had years of experience walking around with trained animals. We needed to go and see ...
... "the camel guy".
To be continued.
Thanks to Vonik & Alen; Arman; Pahital; Arsan; David; Roman; Vardan & Abugan; Ondranik; Vachagan & Mahitar; Arkadi & Vahan; David & Madonna Kapanadze; and Goga for rides!
... to ask for directions. There were two men in the hotel lobby and I tried to speak Russian - they answered me in Russian and probably because they saw the puzzled expressions on our faces, they led us most of the way there. It turned out to be the red building, but somehow it was much closer than we expected.
We got to breakfast later than the others - they teased us for being late - and we couldn't find plates for our breakfast. It ...
... was ready. I had 3 helpings of a hearty potato soup. I talked to Courtney and finished writing this journal entry in the intersting basement of Hostel Romantik. There is definitely nothing romantic about this place. Perhaps they named it ironically.
Tomorrow I think Im gonna dip down into Armenia for a few days, make my way back into Georgia for a few more and then cross over into Turkey. Only two weeks left until I get to meet Courtney in Istanbul and I couldnt be any more ...