Six years ago on 28 May 2008, I arrived in Tbilisi, Georgia for the first time.
I had come for three days as part of a week’s holiday combining Istanbul and Tbilisi. At the time, I was intent on ticking off the countries of Europe one by one, hoping to visit them all by the time I hit 50. I hit 50, later this year and the idea of visiting all the countries of Europe kind of came to an end when I visited Georgia (since Georgia; Azerbaijan is the only new country ticked off). So what happened? What happened is I was invited to a Georgian wedding, at this wedding I met Khato, an English teacher, put with me to interpret the proceedings.
We got on well, we drank (before then I’d been teetotal), we danced a lot and the following day Khato showed me around her city. When I returned to England we kept in touch by e-mail, then in 2009, I moved to Georgia to teach English. The next Georgian wedding I attended was my own, mine and Khato’s. I blame the wine….and the bride’s sisters, who knowing us both, acted as unofficial matchmakers. No! Sorry – I thank the wine and the matchmakers…as I found my wonderful Georgian wife 🙂
პირველად როცა ღვინო დავლიე, მე შევხვდი ხათოს.
ჩვენ ბევრი ვიცეკვეთ.
ვაბრალებ ღვინოს და გამოუცდელ მაჭანკლებს.
არა, მე მადლობელი ვარ ღვინოსი და მაჭანკლების, მე ვიპოვე ხათო, ჩემი გასაოცარი ცოლი 🙂