I have been accepted into a volunteer program in Georgia (North of Turkey, South Russia) I had no intentions of starting a blog but then my room mate inspired me to write, partly so my family can keep up and partly so I don't forget the amazing things that happen.The program places native English speakers in a school in a city/village and whist you are here you live with a host family and experience what Georgian life is like.
The minimum service you can do with the program is four months, so I packed my my bag with what I thought I would need for four months. Then I got a list from my sister (who lives in Tbilisi) of all the things she would like me to bring over for her; the list was not small.
I was chatting to my new room mate (Vicky- who had just arrived with the new wave of volunteers at 5am) when we heard the bars outside our room rattle. She looks up and terror and says that there is a man looking into our window. We immediately rush to the window to check it out, we see the man, he smiles and waves and walks off into the distance. At first it seemed sinister a strange man looking into our room, now it just seemed more like he was just playfully scaling the iron bars. As you do.
I am off to explore the city.
The minimum service you can do with the program is four months, so I packed my my bag with what I thought I would need for four months. Then I got a list from my sister (who lives in Tbilisi) of all the things she would like me to bring over for her; the list was not small.
- Running Shoes
- New Havianas (Specifically black with red or white writing)
- Bio Oil
- Salt and Vinegar Chips (In a zip lock bag)
- Fish Oil
- Tea Bags
- Curry Paste
- Taco Seasoning (8 packets)
- Fish Oil
- 3 Text Books for uni
- Bank Digipass
I had to buy another bag, with all of her additions it took my back from 14kgs to over 20kgs. Which I struggled to carry with my laptop and SLR camera. However I arrived with my luggage in tow in Tbilisi and was picked up with four others in the company bus and taken to the hotel for a week of orientation before we get sent off into the big wide world.
I was chatting to my new room mate (Vicky- who had just arrived with the new wave of volunteers at 5am) when we heard the bars outside our room rattle. She looks up and terror and says that there is a man looking into our window. We immediately rush to the window to check it out, we see the man, he smiles and waves and walks off into the distance. At first it seemed sinister a strange man looking into our room, now it just seemed more like he was just playfully scaling the iron bars. As you do.
I am off to explore the city.
