Yesterday afternoon a fellow TLG-er visited town from a neighboring village with a family she knows from the police. I went over to meet her, supposing (I should just stop doing this) that I would say hi, perhaps visit a village for a few hours, have a cup of coffee, and come back. Actually, it was more like 30 hours. We visited Zarzma, drove through Abastumani, met various relatives, and hiked up a mountain to a ruined castle. If you’re beginning to notice a theme of visiting old monasteries and castles, then eating — that’s a pretty accurate picture of weekends in Sakartvelo. I don’t have pictures, because I didn’t figure there’d be anything to take pictures of.