Davide Cassenti

Davide Cassenti

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Archive for January 4, 2009

Everybody wants to know Italian

Sunday, January 4, 2009

I am not getting used of the georgian timezone at all: I still wake up quite late and go to bed in the deep night and today my day started in the afternoon. Using the bus to go to the downtown, in the famous Rustaveli avenue of Tbilisi, lets me save a lot of money: it seemed harder, but once you are able to read a bit of georgian the problems vain. Since I was in advance for the meeting with my friend at 4pm, and knowing the punctuality of georgians as well, I decided to have a walk to buy something. Finally time came and it is a shame that we had lunch at Mc Donald’s even if we are in Georgia, but thanks to Mzika‘s idea to meet there and to my hungryness I had to: inevitable.

Second Mzika’s idea was to bring me in my less favorite place of Tbilisi: shops around Dinamo stadium. But I have to say, and I am not telling it because she can read this page, that I changed my mind about it, since I now know how to get there and I easily found a very nice hat for my friend Elisa who asked me petulantly (ok just kidding, but I loved this word) and another present for Natia: you can find amost everything there and at the end of our shopping I was invited at Natia’s house.

Going there was quite easy, even if the taxi driver didn’t bring me exactly where I was supposed to go, but anyway I didn’t get lost and the evening was very nice: we had a good dinner and I also tasted some strange georgian sauces, called ტყემალი (tyemali). Coming back was a little more complicated, since I had to change the metro at some point, but at last was easier than I thought; but I went down at the wrong stop.

Fortunately I discovered this immediatly and I did not went out of the metro station; while I was waiting for the next train, a woman came near me asking me to give her my phone for a call. Mysteriously I got it, but since I was not sure I said her that I was not georgian and once she asked me where I am from, she said me she was studying italian and she knew it a bit: amazing, everyone wants to know our language! And the most funny thing was that we then begun to talk, her in italian and me in georgian: after some more study I will be able to live here.

At last I didn’t get lost, if anyone is interested: I got home and I wrote this little page in my sweet home in Saburtalo.