Honestly, not much has happened since my post. I feel much better! My ear is still a touch plugged but it seems to be getting better—either that or I’m just used to being deaf. After being chained to my bed for 3 days I was ready to bust out once the weekend hit. I went to Tbilisoba (its the festival day for the city-- kinda like “happy birthday” to Tbilisi but not) It was super crowded and busy. Eva, I and a couple of other friends ended up at German Bar (a hooka place in Old Tbilisi) and we discovered the most delicious wine on the PLANET! If I could drink this stuff all day, every day, I would. Petey, a fellow TLGer from out of town, is walking around alone "taking a breather" from his host family. He then goes onto explain how much booze he had during the day and how sick he was “I was hugging a Turkish toilet” (for anyone that doesn’t know what a Turkish toilet is, I pity you and your rich self—Google that shit. HA! Literally) I’m trying to think of funny stories but there really aren’t any other then Eva getting face raped by a random guy (who we later found out has a kid—everyone here seems to have been married with a child and divorced by 23).
On Monday, we were enjoying some Jesus Juice and decided to go check out the bumper cars in Rustavi. Let me just tell you that I had a shit load of fun, half-drunk just driving around feeling mighty Asian as I slammed into everyone I could. I seem to find myself drinking a lot here. I guess it’s because there is nothing better to do after school. We work hard, we play hard. I’m typically “tanked” by 6 in the afternoon. Boy that sounds really sad. BUT IM NOT DRINKING ALONE. I should have mentioned that before. This is the most boring uneventful post ever.
I can’t believe it is already Wednesday! We have a long weekend here because of Mshketoba- similar to Tbilisoba but different. The holiday is essentially a veneration of God from the Sventitskhoveli Cathedral by the Goerigan Orthodox Church. The creation of the Cathedral is based on Georgian "myth" that some dude named Eliazar, a citizen of Mtskheta, was present during the crucifixion of Jesus. Bla Bla Bla. Somehow he got a piece of Jesus' robe and brought it back. Enough of my wiki history lesson. It’s Clare’s birthday weekend and I am super excited about seeing my lovely ladies. We plan on being in Tbilisi and having day trips to Signahi and maybe other places. To be honest, I just want to chill and relax. I’m old, weak and I seem to have started farting dust.