Kazbeki finally

It was 6AM and when I parted the window curtains, Mtn Kazbeki said good morning bathed in orange glow. Didnt know our room window faced the mountain, with a view of the Sameba church, which we put in some hard effort to climb to it yesterday. This morning, its majesty the mountain was clear and the view spectacular. Mtn Kazbeki was enormous, majestic among surrounding mountains, and with the church perched on a lower hill in front of the huge mountain, made it picture perfect. Couldnt get enough of the sight! Was glued to the window to admire it. Later I had my morning coffee in the terrace accompanied by the imposing Kazbeki. Last day in here and had to leave leaving my heart behind.

We left the Greater Caucasus by the same Jvari Pass, saw the same mountains and the Freedom Memorial again, the place with the orange iron rich rocks, the same snow tunnels, and drove southeast to Stalin's hometown Gori. We visited the Stalin museum which had nothing but part of the house he lived in when he was a kid, and photos upon photos of him. Poor museum. And didnt know he was so good looking while young. But in Gori, we had what Georgians called a kebab, which was a very tasty sausage wrapped in thin tortilla. It was outstandingly delicious! Then we came to our first series of cave towns, the Uplistsikhe, an ancient rock-hewn town in Eastern Georgia, about 15 kilometers east of the town of Gori, not very impressive. Our final destination for the night was the resort town of Bakuriani, in the Lesser Caucasus. Our hotel the Didveli was very colorful and the rooms were big with balconies. However the mountain views were now less impressive. I miss the Greater Caucasus! There was a billiards table in the hotel lobby and the bartender and I shot a round of pool and the Hippo lost miserably.

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