Hey all! I have been kind of busy with a million things, so I'll
try to catch up with what I've been doing since GLOW camp this summer.
After GLOW camp I gained two new site mates in Sagarejo. I'm
no longer by myself! Angelina works at our local youth house with the teenage
leader group and Catherine works as an English teacher at one of the other
schools in Sagarejo. Kinda crazy to think that I'm the senior volunteer now.
They are still growing accustom to living in Georgia and I can all too well
understand their frustrations with the culture at times. It's nice to have
someone nearby who gets your quirky American tendencies and won't judge you for it. I'm excited about the coming year and what we
can achieve together here in Sagarejo.
Speaking of achieving, I finally visited Tusheti, an
awe-inspiring part of the Georgian landscape and one of the country's most picturesque
places to see. Tusheti is located on the northern slopes of the Greater
Caucasus Mountains and is known for its picturesque views, and for its
isolation. The single road into the Tusheti region is very dangerous and is
only passable four months out of the year. Tusheti's road is so dangerous in fact, that
it can only be navigated by a skilled local driver and his four wheel drive
jeep. Sounds exciting, right? I tried to put my parents at ease by sending them
the Tusheti: World's Most Dangerous Road episode. Not sure if it worked or not
but I figured if Hugh Bonneville from the TV show Downton Abbey could do it
then so could I.
Tusheti was breathtaking and indescribable to say the least.
Guided with two drivers, eleven of us set out on our adventure into the
mountains. In order to safely traverse
this perilous road, we decided to give our car the name Brunhilda, Manned by
our fearless driver Lado, we slowly spent a good portion of the day driving up
into the Tusheti Park Region. The views on the way were amazing while the roadside
drops were lethal. We set up camp that night in the outskirts of Omalo, a small
town on the other side of the mountain pass. Over the next few days we hiked to a number of the local villages and castle ruins that litter the countryside. We felt so
small compared to the mountains around us. During the day we enjoyed homemade
khinkali, wine and khachapuri and then at night we feasted on our camp site
concoctions. My description of this place simply will not do it justice so I've
just decided to show you its splendor through pictures.
Enjoying Homemade Khachapuri |
Just sitting on top of the world |
Fun Car times |
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