There is no substitute for a few hours of horizontal snoozing. Although I must admit the delayed reaction factor is quite pronounced. I’m trying to rev up the body and it is slow to respond. The hotel provides an outstanding selection of local dishes as well as a mixture of Euro/Western favorites. From the looks of this buffet we will not go hungry.
We’re off to drive around the new town to get our bearings and then we’ll stop for a walk-through the Open Air Museum of Ethnography where about 70 different buildings and homes from around Georgia have been reconstructed. Some of the houses have been reconstructed to present a living example of the local culture of each region. The local guide gave us a complete description and demonstration of how life would have been in the house. The young woman had a beautiful smile and a great command of the english language. It was most entertaining and enlightening.
The Georgian people are very proud of their heritage and many skills…but my astute senses have picked upon the fact that one of their premier accomplishments is the production of wine. Even the outdoor museum displays the tools of ancient wine making. Not just at the wine makers house…but at several other houses displayed on the hillside. Hummmm…this bears further investigation.
The concept of time is lost on my body and mind at the moment…but the guide has kindly suggested that we should stop for some lunch. Ok, here’s where confusion steps in…if we left for the tour around 2pm…and you figure we have been exploring the city for a couple of hours…what time is it really? I have never been one to turn down an invitation to dine so we head to the restaurant for lunch.