Dateline: Poti, Georgia—11 Mar. 2017 Last night I started my packing to prepare for moving day. After five days my stuff had spread out, but with only one bag there’s just not that much stuff. I saved loading the pack for this morning, but everything except for my bed clothes was ready to go. The packing cubes have really made this trip easier. My alarm went off at 7 a.m. so I’d have plenty of time to get packed and be ready for my ride to the train station at 10:30 a.
Dateline: Kutaisi, Georgia—10 Mar. 2017 I woke up to wind and finally decided to check a different weather site for some wind speed info. I had been using DarkSky, but it seemed to underreporting what I was seeing out my window. On AccuWeather I found what looked like more accurate info. Current weather as I was writing this article. For my non-metric speaking readers, that basically means a steady 25 mph wind with gusts up to around 50 mph.
Dateline: Kutaisi, Georgia—09 Mar. 2017 The walking and stair climbing yesterday took a toll that I had to pay today. When I first woke up, my feet felt pretty good. I was able to walk in slippers with only a slight twinge from the blister on my left big toe. I thought that might be a good sign so I had a normal morning with the Russian grandparents. Most everyone else in the house took a trip to the coast, and it’s been relatively quiet.
Dateline: Kutaisi, Georgia—08 Mar. 2017 Feet be damned, I was going to get out and about today. Because there's no point in traveling halfway around the world to sit inside. I did spend the morning looking over the city map to get a good idea of where I could go, and what was in walking range. Kutaisi isn't a large town, but on foot it feels bigger than it is.
Dateline: Kutaisi, Georgia—07 Mar. 2017 I woke up this morning and pretty much decided that today would be a lazy day. The blisters had healed some, but today wasn’t the day to put them to the test. I was awake by 8:30 a.m. and stayed under the covers a bit to enjoy the benefit of a duvet heavy enough to cause a foot cramp if I pointed my toes at the ceiling.
Dateline: Kutaisi, Georgia—06 Mar. 2017 Last night was the first night where I’ve kept normal hours. I made plans for the morning, and I was in bed by 9:30 PM and asleep not long after. It’s nice to finally be caught up with the time zone I’m in. As for the morning, my goal was to make it to the Kutaisi train on time. It turns out I didn’t need the alarm after all.
Dateline: Tbilisi, Georgia—05 Mar. 2017 I've gotten into a habit of going to sleep in the afternoon and waking up around 2:00 AM or so. Part it was jet lag, another part of me was just diving into a warm bed to avoid the weather. Once awake I would start to write the previous day's trip report. I've also found that the large packing cube makes a better-than-average desk for bed writing.
Dateline: Tbilisi, Georgia—04 Mar. 2017 I've managed to settle into the new room. I'm glad I booked for three nights. This give me some stability and a chance to spend a few days without a pack on my back. So Tbilisi... Over the past few reports, I've touched on some of the things I've seen. But I've also glossed over any deeper impressions in favor of recording my travels. As the wind howls outside, I can stay in and process some of what I've seen and felt.
Dateline: Tbilisi, Georgia—03 Mar. 2017 Today was all about getting settled into a place for the weekend. And more sleep. Lots more. I’ve also learned that some streets just don’t have names and that’s okay. Up and out Nana, my host, had today off work as it was Mother’s Day. Here it’s an actual holiday, not just a greeting card sales promotion event. Most retail businesses I saw were still open.
Dateline: Tbilisi, Georgia—02 Mar. 2017 Sometimes health takes priority over the best laid plans. The money I put off spending on the Istanbul airport lounge came out in Tbilisi. Getting in so early with my sleep deficit led me to spending a morning crashed out in the Freedom Square Marriot Hotel. How I got there is a story in itself. Istanbul Air Travel After posting the last article, I waited until my flight was assigned a gate number.