Wiffle ball afternoon on Tbilisi Sea, followed by beers and late-night swimmin’ at Betsy’s.
Okay, it’s clear I’ve taken a hiatus from being a traveler and have settled briefly into being a Tbilisi expat again. Which is not a bad thing, but I don’t know how much anyone else really wants to read about it or see photos of my Wiffle ball games. Or my interpretive needlepoint.
So I’ll be brief. And, with a little luck, I’ll be back on the road, on my way to Turkey come Monday. Ish.