The day just started with the feelings of the evening before. A successful end of the project.
I just woke up one minute before the alarm clock did go on and took a look at Lina saying – Today. Today turned out to be really long, like long long. So decided to start it slowly, with packing of the bag, with a little nervous feeling in the back of the head - I am going back! What will i do there? Where am I? Am I?
Took my last metro ride to Sarah’s place. Had a nice coffee, and then did go to the Globus theatre to give them back the lights that we did lend for Our theatre play. Successfully. Next stop was the visit to the Honorary consulate of Latvia in Gorgia, a warm cup of tea and talks about Georgia, Georgian man and the way of life.
Than a fast run to the market, getting last things for home, for my friends and family. Managed to get my bag full and was thinking where I will put everything. Went fast home packed again bags and drove back to the centre of Tbilisi to go for the last time “this year” to Rustavi to our children. The marshrutka ride seemed to take longer as ever, lots of thoughts running through the mind, Sarah sitting behind me in the fish conserve can like marshrutka, her legs pressing against my back give a feeling of security and a done job. As we arrived we were a bit happily schocked for the present they gave us. The children had made real life portraits of us. Of course a fast and long photo session followed and some disco music was put on, Dato (the living mickey mouse and running computer, could be an Pentium 6) running around, hugging and telling us how much he will miss us and that we obligatory have to send him pictures that we made of him. A tea and cake with the staff of Rustavis children’s day care centre, our portraits rolled together, like all the past three months and a red ribbon around them.
Back in the city – last visit by Levan, the “less succesfull” project leader, lots to eat, lots to drink, but this time me and Lina pass. The stomach doesn’t want anymore Georgian food – it says it’s time to go home. After just 2 hours of long lasting toasts to family, love and friendship we got back to the fresh air. The forelast meeting of today, of The Day. Meeting in the long known Tarkan bar, discovering interesting and schocking knews about the bartender, that instead of one person there are two ;) so with wich to flirt now? Small talk, the last batridzhani with nuts, some smiles, some laughs and already the dark Leselidze street and goodbyes to my lovely Tandem. A taxi home and the question – is my bag over 20 kg or not?
It was, but before the last meeting with our landlord, last payment and talk about political situation and that in Latvia it should be better than in Georgia. Don’t know if I agree, but let it b(l)ee(d).
A fast taxi ride to the airport, the eyes are catching still the last dusty balconys on tbilisis streets, police patrol cars and time that will stay.
Somehow the feeling appears that this here was my home, just my friends are missing, and now I am sitting in the plane Home, in the plane HOME and I don’t know what to expect from the place I will be in some 2 hours. Well maybe it’s better not to think.
Thank you Sarah for the lovely time during the project – a theatre play, lots of gips and yeah – wir machen keinen Spass, aber es macht Spass – this quote will stay in my mind for a long time ;)
Thank you Lina for 3 months of the Baltic Highway in the Sairme connection. I now know that for 1 tetri everyone can buy lots, just to know the right tactics.
What to do?
Mhhhm, I am already waiting for my marmalade-curd cheese sweet breads and a good espresso with milk…..
So on…So farewell Georgia….

To be…..