The rain had given way to blue sky by the morning. Great! We had a good ride to Zestafoni. Fairly uneventful. Traffic got crazy in the afternoon. The one main highway in Georgia linking Turkey to Azerbaijan consists of a narrow, two lane road with no real shoulder and lumpy pavement. Not a road to be cycling on but there was no alternative.
James knew of a truck stop restaurant in Zestafoni that had served delicious khingali and let him camp on site two years ago. We decided to treat ourselves to some khingali if we make it that far today. Unfortunately the restaurant had gone out of business so no khingali today but the man on site recognized James and offered us the covered deck for camping.
Next morning it was raining again. We thought it would clear but it did not. We were told to just relax and leave tomorrow. The lady who showed up sometime in the morning also remembrered James. She was such a sweetheart. She kept making tea and coffee for us and even bought us some khajapuri for lunch. Mmm so good.
The discovery of worm in the two kilo bag of I later went for a little stroll and found an abandoned fig tree with enough fruit left on it to make a great fruity oatmeal for breakfast next day!
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