Above is a picture of me at Jvari church which overlooks Mtskheta. Below is Khinkali, which is what I eat for almost every meal. It is a large pasta pocket stuffed with spiced meat and meat water. They cost about 20 cents a piece and 6 is sufficient to fill you up.
Blow is Stalin's house where he grew up in Gori. It is surrounded by a monument. Gori is very proud of old Joey.
This is Stalin's private rail car.
This is me with tyson and some girls who attended my talk there. They stuck around for coffee and treats. The talk went well. The venue was a library. As you can see, this library in Gori is no Herman B. Wells library. The ride to Gori was heartstopping. On the way back we were weaving in and out of traffic at speeds sometimes as fast as 160 km/hour. I figured that since it was an Embassy driver, I'd be spared the anarchic experience of Georgian driving. Little did I know, the Embassy's drivers are Georgians.
Next week I am off to Telavi for another talk.
2 comments:
mmmmmm...meat water. And you seem to be making quite the talk circuit. What are you talking about anyway? You're not giving the Georgians the impression that everyone in America is a dyed in the wool realist are you?
I'm talking about american beer styles and homebrewing.
Actually, I am giving lectures on the Ango-American tradition in philosophy. It is a fairly superficial treatment, but time constraints require that I be brief (45 minutes). However, they always end up asking about my own research, so I get to plug my dissertation.
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