Radisson Blu Iveria Hotel, Tbilisi
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... day pointing out obvious things to each other in an "intellectual way"...... " Oh I think that's a Dexonia Spongius Plant dear"......quips Mrs Intellectual from our bus window. Mr Intellectual chortles in reply....." Yes dear but only a sub Caucasian variety"...... By 1700 hrs I have had enough as Mr Intellectual has swallowed the guide book and knows everything about everything. More to follow...... We also have a Miss Marple. A delicate and quiet granny ...
they have to offer. L has read that the
hikes are not well marked.
It is certainly pretty with villages set up on steep
mountain slopes, didn’t see roads to some of them so presumably the only access
is by foot or horse. They seem to use a
small mountain pony in these parts, we have seen a few locals on horseback or
herders with a packhorse loaded with all their gear. High snowy peaks of the main
Caucasus ridge ...
... us all to Tbilisi a lot quicker than with public transportation.
Unfortunately, the heat wave in the Caucasus continued - Tbilisi was far hotter than the first time I was here, with temperatures in the high 30s. Though it is a couple of degrees cooler than in Yerevan, the heat here is far more oppressive because of the much higher humidity (60% vs 15%), due to Tbilisi's location on the Mtkvari river. So even though we ...
... on his guitar. Not only that, but he had five canaries who could sing to any popular music. They were beautiful little birds. He would pick five people in the crowd - an old woman, a small child, etc. - and each bird would land on one person's shoulder.
-----He began playing guitar. "One," he'd say, pointing to a canary. The bird would sing. "Two," he'd say. The second bird began singing. "Three!" he said. And so on. His street performances ...
... the appointed time.
Next stop was the border. I tried to arrange all of my straggling belongings so I could carry them across the border. I put almost everything into the red tote and the day pack. I had my trekking pole because it won't collapse. I emptied the two opened wine bottles into empty water bottles and gave the cherry wine to the bus driver. I was now ready to cross the border. Getting the Armenian stamp was relatively easy. ...