Georgia


Tbilissi, Vardzia, Mtskheta, Kazbegi, Georgia

My first visit to the Caucasus Region. There is a cold wind in the caucasus mountains. One is never the same after inhaling it. The caucasus mountains, or the icy land of Scythia is where Hunger resided according to Ovid and the greek mythology. Perhaps it is the explanation for this penetrating cold wind.

Except for a few commonplaces, I didn’t know much about Georgia before visiting : a country of rich and ancient history, of a unique language, of strong people with a tumultuous history of struggle with neighbouring and invading empires.

Sometimes, the first scenes you witness in a new country set the tone for your impression. If a stray dog can peacefully sleep on the middle of the stairs on one of the busiest avenues of Tbilissi during the afternoon, it says so much about the Georgian people.

You can assess the greatness of a country by the way it handles innocent animals. I made my mind about the Georgians at that moment : they are a great people, and they never disappointed during my stay.

Tbilissi

Vardzia and Akhaltsikhe

Kazbegi

Mtskheta

National Museum