Georgia: No, The Other One.

I recently visited the country of Georgia, the last outpost of Europe on the far side of the Caucasus mountains. Telling people about this trip could be fraught, as most people first associate “Georgia” to mean the state, not the nation. When asked, I would say “the country of Georgia” but in some cases I think that left people thinking that I visited the countryside outside, say Macon or Athens. As I tend to not talk about my trips abroad unless directly asked (I loathe the thought of being perceived as bragging about foreign travel, or, worse yet, becoming the person that uses any opportunity in conversation to say something like, ‘this reminds me of my time in blah blah blah…’) I was content to let such misunderstandings slide. But here, in the anonymous playground of the internet, I’d like to show you just how beautiful this little enclave on the Black Sea really is.

I spent half my time in the capital Tbilisi, most of it walking around the different historic neighborhoods and poking around for a good photo. I would also find, to my very pleasant surprise, some excellent urbex opportunities. But more on that in later posts. Let’s start with the nice, dramatic, postcard-like views that this city offers.