Category Archives: diary

For a while, I wasn’t sure what to do with the lost bag. It was part of a set, and some of the items in it were precious to me. Finally, I decided to ask the landlady to send it … Continue reading →

It was hard for me to accept it, but I had left one of my travel bags in Batumi. The one with my underwear. Carefully selected travel underwear, some organic cotton, some that stuff for more demanding outdoor situations.So we … Continue reading →

The train was delayed because the border control had taken so long. I had planned to walk, but I wanted to be on time for Hasmik, Matth, and Kai. So I at least listened to the taxi driver, who offered … Continue reading →

Early in the morning, I said goodbye to Mariam, and she gave me a bag of food from last night’s feast. “As always,” I had decided to walk to the train station instead of taking a taxi or the bus. … Continue reading →

Not sure if I have forgotten something but I think I had climbed my highest peak ever, ( I mean from sea level and back)  – no less than 250m! There was a cable car, too, and other people use … Continue reading →

It was rainy. The ferry arrived almost on time, but it took two hours for the border police to arrive to check us. The passengers (including those with bicycles, motorcycles, and cars) were privileged to leave first. However, another officer … Continue reading →

Normally, the mornings are fresh, but this time it was very pleasant and there was hardly any wind. Some people get nervous from the inactivity and do small circles with their hips or shoulders just as much as possible when … Continue reading →

The night was what you can expect with 3 others in a small room and a toilet with the vacuum roar sound known from trains. But the night’s rest was enough to tackle the compulsory and freestyle tasks of the … Continue reading →

The optimal ratio of size to effect that gives me a sleepless night is called a mosquito. My ambitious morning plan was a sunrise photo on the beach, a 5k run, followed by a swim in the calm morning sea, … Continue reading →

This is my third time in Burgas and I’m again waiting for the ferry to depart on Friday. Last time (in 2022, when I was visiting friends in Georgia, Armenia, Iran, and Turkey), the ferry arrived late in Burgas and … Continue reading →