Great Journey 🏍 Day 389
🇬🇪 Gerd
Batumi on Sunday. And I am almost alone. The city, the boulevard and the old town: deserted. By the looks of it, it's clearly the off-season.
I set off to visit the city and take the gondola "up" to the local mountain, Anuria. I climb a whole 250 metres in altitude. (Meanwhile, Heike is writing to tell me that she has climbed metres en masse in the canton of Uri - even though she is panting!)
From up here, the city can be admirably viewed. The Black Sea also shows its most turquoise side. Even Turkey, with its snow-covered peaks, is now coming into view: we're going over the day after tomorrow!
Up here I meet two travellers from Israel, we exchange travel stories and contacts. They want to go to Switzerland one day, we want to go to Israel too. Who knows, they say you always meet twice in life. It would be nice!
In the evening, I meet Heike virtually as usual (thanks, Internet!) and when she asks me how I'm doing, all I can think of is that I'm much neater and more disciplined when she's around. She laughs, she seems to feel the same way.
#batumi #gondeli #SharzereaTurquoise
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