Hotel British House Tbilisi

... az sleze s cenou. Slezl az na 4000 dramu, a s touhle cenou za nami lezl az do obchodu s potravinami. Ale my chteli jeste vyjet dosti prehistorickou lanovkou za 3,50 Kс. A tak jsme take udelali. Lanovka spojovala dolni cast mesta u reky s horni, odrizlou casti na vyrazne vyvysene plosine. Proto se ji take dopravovali normalni mistnaci, zatimco my s 20 kg bagly vypadali trochu jako exoti. Tenhle statut jsme vynasobili, kdyz jsme deset minut po ceste nahoru zvolili ...

... in just about every respect. Much smaller, 8K people, clean air, cleaner and in better repair; a delightful place to hang our hats for 3 nights! This is the spiritual heart of Georgia. We stayed at a small family run place, directly across from the cathedral, which was beautifully lit at night. We also got to see it backlit during a couple of major lightening and thunder storms! One day we hiked up to Jvari Church, high on a hill overlooking ...

... the road. I didn't feel comforted seeing all the memorials to unfortunate drivers on the side of the road, hanging off the cliffsides. These had been notably absent on the drive up to Kazbegi. While in Mestia we ran into a Red Cross caravan that is based in Zugdidi. When the war with South Ossetia started, the remaining Georgians in Abkhazia and its border regions fled, ending up in the homes of sometimes just acquaintances. In ...

... Then for the first time I'm taking an ICE express train. I get off at Muenchen Passing station, take a picture of the leaving train and want to dress my jacket... but it's been left in the train! Having luck in unluck, the ICE terminates at Muenchen main station. So I immediately start the chase by taking a public transport train going the same direction, followed by trying to to distinguish my ICE among many other ICEs in the station. Eventually, I'm able to find it and although ...

... us we drank 2 bottles of Sobranie vodka and the wine. We tried to make our escape around midnight but he had ordered his cook to do us some sturgeon steaks. A dilema - drink more vodka to get the food I so desperately needed or forgo the vodka and go to bed hungry - guess which one won. We staggered back to bed and I don't remember going to sleep that night. Another penalty was that he kept kissing me and Bex and he had limpet like lips - together with the fish ...

... around it. Have a precarious climb up the wall for more photos. Back in town, walk through the same streets we covered last night, stopping at a restaurant, GMC, across the street from the fast food outlet we nearly used last night. It is not obviously a restaurant from outside, but quite swish inside. Leave the ordering to the guide, and have a great meal for about 10 lari each. Have a good pastry wrapped mince meat roll (kabob ...

... Till today, people honour their national poet and his heritage. A big bronze statue of the poet stands in the middle of the square, with some writing about it in Georgian. Behind the statue there is another national symbol, as seen in the photo - but not Georgia's. An American symbol, as a matter of fact. A huge McDonald's restaurant is located just in front of Rustaveli's statue which, actually, looks into it. Michal and I chose to dine our last lunch in Georgia in this ...

... its a much more communal society, people rely on each other to get by its not very idividualistic, which i like here. the other day george took me to the mountains where i skied for the first time, he had a snowboard but i really wanted to learn to ski. so the first run of the day, the fools that we are, hes learning to snowboard, its his second time and my first time skiing. we decide to not settle on the first chairlift we decide its more appropriate to catch the ...

... to label them "suicide drivers" as they would pass all vehicles regardless of on-coming traffic! In Tbilisi I visited several sitesincluding Metechi church where Stalin was a prisoner for a couple of years when it was used as a jail, Sioni church, and the sulfur baths. Afterwards, I visited the State Museumof Georgia where the interaction between young and old was amusing ...

... of political correctness of course - where east meets west and all that. A young Turkish man flattered me to no end when he thought he could interest me in his version of hot African woman meets dashing Young Turk. I tell you the wooing was wonderful but it was patently obvious that the young man has been watching way too many movies of a dubious nature. Thus, all he got out of me was ...