A 4:30 a.m. departure had the ten of us who were continuing on to Georgia heading to the Skopje airport from Ohrid yesterday, June 6. It took a full 3 1/4 hours to make the drive. Speaking only for Michael and me, we arrived at the airport with bleary eyes and very full bladders! Okay, too much information, I know. I will move on.
In fact, I will move all the way to Tbilisi, Georgia, which is where our two very easy (once through the check-in line) and quick Turkish Air flights deposited us at about 4:30 p.m. yesterday afternoon (having lost two more hours). We were met by Nodar, who will be our guide for the next week.
One thing I learned on the ride to our lovely boutique hotel (the Shota@Rustaveli) is that the Georgian language is unique. It is not related to any other language. It’s alphabet is also unique and is beautiful, swirling and totally incomprehensible to me. Last night, I asked Nodar how to say “hello” and “thank you” in Georgian as I like to use those terms when in a country. He told me and I don’t think they are very difficult but I have already forgotten them. I will ask again today since my brain might be functioning a little better after what was a very good night’s sleep.
A happy discovery at our hotel: Buster and Andre have found a friend. Because neither Buster nor Andre are drinkers of wine, they have been keeping a very low profile on this trip. They have preferred to sit around the hotel while Michael and I have been out and about. Having grown tired of their own company, they were delighted to find that the do-not-disturb function at Shota is performed by a long-lashed, long-eared bunny. They are looking forward to wonderful romps with her while here in Tbilisi.