Tblisi

After dropping from the van I hitchhiked, I decided to walk to my hostel which was about an hour walk from the point the driver dropped me off and also after being skipped by the city bus.

Scouting for photo spots was the first thing I did after I dropped my bag in the hostel, and managed to get myself in an on-going construction site where it was super dusty and risky for my camera. But it was arguably the best vantage point a man can get without a drone, so i stuck with it until I realized there was another view point up in the abandoned construction site. I immediately moved all my gear and did the entire shot there while hiding from the construction workers to not get kicked out. And gladly I made it through the sunset and went home.

Ironically, Tbilisi is one of the first capital that I learned when I was a toddler, messing around with my brother’s maps with my cousins. The name sticks to my mind since because it just sounded so weird in my head and the memories of me playing the “Where’s Waldo” game with the map still vividly emblazoned in my mind. OK, I think that was a little too much of cringey poetic writing.

I met a bunch of French travelers at the hostel shortly after I arrived. And we spent the rest of our stay hanging out together. Let me get on the list in alphabetical order to get everyone onboard with this amazing circle.

Aymeric, a passionate middle age cyclist with a mission to travel the world as much as possible on budget.

Ben, a former Tesla employee, and a cyclist with a green campaign on his back with a mission to meet local entrepreneurs and shares his idea about carbon mitigation and environmental awareness.

Carol-Ann, one of the few passionate female cyclist which turned out to be a very sweet fellas.

Laurine, on her mission to get to South Korea to work without flying.

Taufan, an Indonesia yoga teacher who has traveled the middle east for months.

We spent almost to weeks together making endless feast and night out until one by one of us disappeared.Baca lagi