Davide Cassenti

After several days feeling bad for the flu, the time to take the flight to Georgia has come. This time is different, since I am flying with Turkish Airlines: Milano-Istanbul-Tbilisi.

I arrived at the airport quite early, since nobody was in the street on December 26th; I supposed not many Italians would have going to Istanbul, but I discovered that on the plane almost everyone was, thanks to some organized trips in several regions such as Syria and Jordan. Anyway, nothing to say about the flight: Istanbul’s airport is something amazing, much bigger than Malpensa; the rest quite boring until the landing at about 3:30am, georgian time. Suitcase arrived soon and my friends Tako, Mzia and Irakli were waiting for me there: everything looked perfect, but we did not know what it was going to happen yet.

We drove for just few kilometers, while the car’s wheel broke: nothing is nice as changing it in a freezing georgian night, but more nice is to drive at 50 km/h due to the spare wheel. Anyway, we got in Tbilisi at 5am and we began to search for a tyre changer: I did not even imagine it would be possible to find one at this time of the night, anywhere in the World, but we did and in about one hour and an half we drove with our brand new wheels to a 24h open Saxinkle: for those who does not know, it is the place where you can eat the Xinkali, a typical georgian food.

Finally home at 7:30, I could not sleep anyway so much and at midday I was already awake, ready to go to the theatre, where my other friend Natia was playing: finding a place in Tbilisi is something absolutely hard when the taxi driver doesn’t know as well, but I arrived in time for the play; it was nice show made by actors together with psychologists, as my friend is, and the children cured by them; however, I could not get so much in what they were saying.

After the show I had a walk with our actress Natia, and then we met other 5 people: meeting all these friends who I knew only via internet in a beautiful street such as Rustaveli made me think in the evening that a week was passed already. And finding someone with whom talking in italian, Natia and Nana, is really fantastic. I already think I will miss these people!