Batumi
Batumi to Dublin, via Istanbul
The last day always arrives like a thief — not with the clamour of a border crossing or the solemnity of a mountain pass, but with the quiet inevitability of an airport departure lounge. Batumi International Airport is a modest building of glass and faded ambitions, a liminal space where sea-salted dreams meet the fluorescent lights of [...]
Batumi – Between Towers of Glass and Echoes of Empire
Batumi woke us not with the silence of the mountains, but with the restless murmur of a port city—ship horns in the distance, the clatter of early traffic, gulls hovering over the Black Sea. The air was thick, almost tropical, clinging to the skin like a second shirt. After the thin clarity of Mestia’s summits, this felt like another [...]
Mestia to Batumi – From Towers to the Sea
In the high thin air of Mestia, the morning began with the feeling that we were standing at the edge of something old and unspeakably resilient. The mountains here still carry an aura of fortification: they do not just exist, they defend. Lorena and I took the ski lift, an improbable machine of cables and steel grafted onto this medieval [...]