The easy part is being delayed leaving Batumi. Monday morning Li struggles to walk to the consulate with me to collect our Azerbajan visas, having suffered server stomach aches for two days. We opt to remain in our super hostel D’vine another night……also avoiding a days riding in a sub …
I think I pooed ….yep….I crapped…. on a poor unsuspecting earth worm. Not sure who had the bigger fright….me or the worm. I seriously should consider not sharing this information….but i guess it’s important information to share with fellow cycle tourists. We aren’t able to wash our hands enough, our …
Batumi is pleasant confusion. It’s like nowhere I have been but reminiscent of many places, including places from my imagination, places I hope to go and places I know about with little desire to go. We are staying in a hostel. We rarely stay at hostels anywhere in the world. …
People stay with you forever, no matter where in the world you are. Whatever the time, the place. I am thinking of Nana Paula now. She made the perfect soft boiled eggs and soldiers. Just the right amount of too much butter. I should be sharing this dish with her …
Feeling immensely happy, feel like i am glowing….despite being covered in mud. Sitting in a cafe in Batumi, Georgia. Life is treating us so extremely well. We have located the Azerbaijan consulate and will shortly book into a hostel, get passport photos and apply for Visas for this, our following …
The loss of our friend saddens me. He joined us our second day last day day in Turkey. The comfort and trust was mutual, immediate. Li was waiting for me after I was detained due to roadworks 15km past Artvin. As I finally approached Li I spotted him, but unlike …