Skip to main content

მშვენიერი საქართველო

Coming back to the office after the vacation was hard. You guys only know about half of the journey, so let me enlighten you with what happen after Sighnaghi. 

The coming weeks we continued our exploration/adventure in Kakheti. So with Senua our car, Charlotte (DJ) and Vibeke (Navigator) we went to Telavi and Kvareli. On the way, we saw multiple castles and churches, which is kinda of really normal/usual. We explored secret tunnels, observed the king toilet, climbed up a watch tower, committed multiple felonies, broke into private properties, fled without paying and drove recklessly with Pompéi in the back. 

Telavi is a city of approximately 20 000 people, administrative capital of Kakheti is one of the oldest human implementation in the region, with actual testimony about its existence going back to the second century before Christ. Telavi was a really nice city. There are a lot of things to see and to do. Of course, like everything in Georgia the historical side is mostly castles and churches, but they had a twist to them, and we had a really enjoyable time there. 

 Next stop was Kvareli, the hometown of one of the most notable georgian figure Ilia Chavchavadze. Once again the city was really pleasant and like Telavi since it’s a touristic place it was well-developed. We visited the Kote Marjanishvili museum, the local castle (yes again, who actually was repurposed into a football stadium : really cool) and then we hit back the road to go back to our beautiful Rustavi !!


And yeah, Kakheti is well known for wine. My friend had the chance to do some win testing, not me (I don’t drink + I drive :( )


When we finished this we picked up Renée our capybara friend, so the crew was nearly complete to hit back the road. The next days we continued the tour of Kakheti. The initial place to go to Sighnaghi again and from there continue to Lagodekhi. But we didn’t manage the time. Sighnaghi was really cool, once again it’s a one of a kind city. 



For new-years we went to the georgian Dubai, Batumi. This city is sold as being one of the best in georgia, in terms of experience, food, culture, history and services. Once again, the city looked quite nice. Completely different from Kakheti which was way more old-school/traditional. Batumi is an ultra modern city, with skyscrapers everywhere, big hotels and casinos from famous international brand, big malls and plenty of different restaurants (turkish, azéri, Gerogian, armenian, greek, arabic etc.). Old Batumi, had an air of Disneyland. The architecture was more authentic, but the colors on the building seemed so odd, which made it seems unnatural. But overall this is just an observation that I make, the city is really impressive and I really enjoyed walking and visiting it. 

BUT THE W E A T H E R  was apocalyptical. It was raining every day, every MINUTE, every second. We were soaking wet after stepping outside for one MINUTE. It made it really hard for us to enjoy our time in the city. DESPITE all of this, the new-year celebrations were extraordinary.


The following day everything was closed, which we didn’t know, so every time we stopped somewhere with the car for a little visit we were setting up ourselves for disappointment. Renée left us (yes treason :( ) for her fiend with whom she went visiting Armenia. We replaced her with Lucie, who came back from France. But we only had one day left before starting back work. So we went for a quick tour of Kvemo Karteli. We visited Bolnisi, Vanati Church, Monastary of Saint Pierre and Paul and finished with a hike in the Samshvilde Canyon. An unbelievable experience that probably should have taken us multiple day but was condensation in one. Memorable.

That’s the end of the report on my little holiday trip, hope you enjoyed it.





Comments

Popular Posts

MOVING TO GEORGIA: MY FIRST EXPERIENCES!

Moving to Georgia: my first experiences! At the start of September I moved to Georgia to volunteer at the International Scout Center in Rustavi for 6 months. In this blog I will tell you more about why I decided to volunteer in Georgia, about how I prepared myself to move abroad, about my expectations and about my experiences of the first weeks. Who am I and why did I decide to volunteer abroad? Why did I decide to move to Georgia? I am Renée and I am 25 years old. I am from the Netherlands and there I lived in a small city called Leiden. The few past years I was studying Education and Child studies there. In my bachelors I did an exchange semester and lived for 6 months in the city Tartu in Estonia. This was a really nice experience and after I came back to the Netherlands I decided that at some point I wanted to live abroad again. So when I graduated university last year I knew what I did not want: a stressful job in the Netherlands. I explored different possibilities, for exam...

In the head of a volunteer - Arrival and first week

     I can’t believe that it’s been two months since I set foot in Georgia for the first time. And yet it seems like a lifetime of experiences. Here is an assortment of my very first moments, hope you enjoy :)  The arrival and discovery of Rustavi landscape           When I arrived at Tbilisi Airport I was surprised to see it was not as big as I expected a capital airport to be. I waited alone for a few moments for Aleks to pick me up. During my wait I went to exchange money (by the way, if you come to Georgia, don’t do it at the airport, the exchange rates are far better in the city) and I realised that I really was far from home, I couldn’t understand any of the words people were saying to each other.         When Aleks arrived I went in the car. I had a cold at the time, and I travelled at night, so I arrived in Georgia without any sleep. I felt really tired and I didn’t know where I was going. I didn’t talk m...

WE ARRIVED!

Gamarjoba! Welcome to a new round of ISCR blogs. I am Vibeke, a new volunteer from the Netherlands. A month ago, I arrived at Tbilisi airport together with the other Dutch volunteer Renée, and since then three more volunteers arrived: Krista from Latvia and Charlotte and Anias from Germany. For the coming months, we will organise activities at the Scout Centre in Rustavi, try to understand something of the Georgian language and discover the beautiful country! 😀 With this blog, we’ll try to keep you updated. But how did I end up here? This summer, I applied for the volunteering program at ISCR with the European Solidarity Corps. I just finished high school and wanted to take a gap year before starting my studies. As I am always eager to explore new countries and cultures, I decided to apply for a long-term ESC program, in order to not only explore a country, but also contribute something to it. I started to search for countries that I knew nothing about. I wanted a country that will gi...

CHAPTER 1

Once upon a time there lived five gnomes. They each lived a different life in a different place for a different amount of time. However, the thing they had in common was an unexplainable urge to add a new plot to their autobiographies, to put their for-centuries-collected skills and knowledge to a good use and go to a land far far away. They packed their biggest tiny backpacks, said farewell to their gnome families and forest fairy friends, each jumped on the back of a seagull and flew into an unfamiliar direction. This is where their stories intertwine. Turns out all the seagulls were going the same way; they dropped all the gnomes at the same place – a magical castle surrounded by forests and hills. The castle was home for many, no matter big or small, young or old, beginner or advanced, from this planet or another. All the residents of the castle warmly welcomed the gnomes with open arms and open hearts. The castle was a place where a helpful hand was given first and questions ask...

In the head of a volunteer : What volunteering means to me

     This article is more a train of thoughts about my volunteering experience and what it means to me than a story about reel experiences. I wanted to share it in the hope that other volunteers can relate.              Those reflections started when I took over the instagram page. I am now in charge of posting about our workshops, keeping you updated about our activities and making weekly and monthly recaps.         To give myself ideas, I went to see the archived posts and I got lost in what the previous teams of volunteers posted. I felt so strange. I realised that this place, where I work, eat and sleep everyday, was used by people in the same situation as me before. They walked in the same streets, shopped in the same grocery stores and discovered the same Rustavi as foreigners. Maybe the children I am meeting during my workshops knew those other volunteers, and it’s more than probable that they will me...