Saturday, October 13, 2012

Tales from Russia's Mexico

Last weekend Jenna, Max, Robert, and I headed to Tbilisi and Gori.  We drank at a bar where high school boys serenaded all of us patrons with early 2000 American rock hits, happened upon a deserted Beatles bar and played beer pong, sat on Stalin's front porch, wandered around ruins built in 2,000 BC, looked down a hole Hercules built, sat on the lap of headless, armless, legless Boris, ended up sleeping at the home of our Stalin museum guide's neighbor's home, went out for drinks with our host's 16 year old grandson and friend where we adopted the dog Flusters for a temporary 2 day period.....what a weekend.



Our pal Rufus just chilling with us at lunch in Gori

Stalin, you magnificent demon

Spending time at a war museum where we couldn't read anything


Stalin Museum - serves as a memorial.  Found this statement via Wikipedia: In recent years a banner was placed at the entrance stating: "This museum is a falsification of history. It is a typical example of Soviet propaganda and it attempts to legitimize the bloodiest regime in history."

Sitting on Joseph's front porch, I think after that weekend we're on a first name basis.

Mabe? (that would be young Stalin by the way)


Stalin's personal rail car

Where Stalin dreamed about taking over the world



Amazing views of the surrounding area from Upilstsikhe ruins near Gori




Ruins at Upilstsikhe

Queen Tamar's Hall







A view of Gori from our homestay

Offered fresh khachapuri and coffee from our hosts...yes please!

Goris Tsikhe (Gori fortress) at the top of the hill





Flusters!  We became acquainted with this lil gal while heading to a bar in Gori, she found us again as we headed home, and the next day at the fortress.

Gori - the birthplace of a tyrannical dictator XOXO


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