Day 12: The Day We Thought the Queen Was the Head of Georgia

Friday 29th July

Setting off from Batumi, the convoy continued to head east to the Georgian capital of Tbilisi. On the way we stopped at a local cafĂ© for lunch and had an authentic chicken/pork/veal dish (still not really sure). Though initially hesitant about the hygiene of the place, it turned out to be very nice. The same can’t be said for their lavatory facilities, which even rivalled the squalor of 9 Stuart Place’s bathrooms. Its luxury extended to a hole in the floor housed in a urine soaked shack and taps that were labelled cholera and dysentery rather than hot or cold. They even had the cheek to charge 2 Lari for usage.   

To a great fanfare, we began the Chamber of Secrets audiobook on the way to Tbilisi. Once in the city itself, we soon realised there are no rules on the road. None at all. No one has right of way, there’s no set number of lanes and cars decide to park in the middle of the road.  The pressure got too much for Rich who in a lapse of concentration stalled, much to the delight of the other two. Strike number 7 for him. 

Before sunset we took a cable car up to the castle on top of the hill and were treated to a fantastic view over the entire city. A nice evening meal followed by some drinking games (cheers Guv'nor) in the evening capped off a terrific day of rallying. 
View over Tbilisi
Posted by: Rich