The other night Kadri proposed a toast: “To our last three weeks in Georgia!” No way. That can’t be true. Time is going to fast, slipping through our fingers.
What I will miss most? The company of my Triple team mates Kadri and Elina. Definitely the whine and the gloomy autumn weather. The enlightening atmosphere in the mountains, the feeling after reaching a point high above and resting in the sun. Georgian heartiness in all means. Our Veranda in Kazbegi, nights spend there in candle light or in company feasting. People who enjoy themselves, have a good time. The unpredictability of every day life and the feeling that there will be a solution for everything…
Yesterday we decided to go to a concert in the opera house. We had no clue what it would be and to my surprise the theatre chamber ensemble played Bach, Cantata 202: “Weichet nur, betrübte Schatten”. Sitting there and listening to a Georgian Sopran singing in German felt strange and familiar at the same time. But at some point in the last weeks I stopped wondering about these things. Georgia is different, Georgia is great.
Ja, irgendwie ist es so, als ob man schon immer dort gewesen wäre und sich auch nicht vorstellen kann wieder woanders zu sein ... und auf eine sonderbare Art und Weise stimmt das auch ... Wenn ich deine Bilder sehe und lese wie du dich fühlst, bin ich auch wieder zurück. Ich wünsche und weiß, daß auch du immer ein Stück Georgien in dir tragen wirst!
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