Blog makes you choose a picture, and doesn't recognize Georgia, so the pic is not relevant.

So word of advice: athletic wear is perhaps the least appropriate dress for travelling, unless you plan to wok out the whole time, on a sport court. Maybe you will occasionally young Americans wearing such around campus, but not in the city. And outside of America, no way. Unfortunately I am going to stick out no matter what, being tall pale and red-headed, and even in the British Isles, their accents are so thick. (Tho Acacia has said she's seen redheaded Georgians). But most people wear unassuming, dark clothing. (I did the same thing with dress shirts, live and learn, I've never been over here before)

Right in the middle of the city, there is a hill with a fortress on top of it that we climbed yesterday, waiting for other people to fly in. (All flights come in after midnite... go figure.) Also saw some of the Greco-Roman wrestling, which was interesting, but confusing.

The city is interesting... very old, and certainly not your well-kept modern capital city. Haven't explored it enough to determine more. There was some food, called k'ngali (approximate) which were dumplings filled with a piece of meat and soup: Delicious. You have to suck out the soup, so it doesn't spill, or else you failed.

Being with Johnnies again is weird... quite frustrating... tho it might just be this group, and falling into old ways. Or the problem could be the result of being cooped up, and no one else to interact with, with few in the city speaking English. No way to escape the singing and the ridiculous conversation... Only occasionally the conversation is worthwhile... and the humor is so disconnected from mine.

Being assertive, complacent, agreeable, involved, interesting, and not being walked over is a difficult combination to master: Mainly just participating. I've fallen into old cares and ways.