As we moved deeper into the mountains, the scenery got nicer and nicer. The place was picturesque, in spite that there we saw an unfinished reinforced concrete viaduct. 

Along the way, by the roadside, local women were selling various things. For example, there was a sweet which had hazelnut pieces in a jelly bean mass.

In the evening, Paul suggested that we could sleep in the restaurant’s storage area.

On Paul’s birthday people were happy and in a good mood. Khinkali, the Georgian national dish was served at the table.

For several days the wheel of Zita’s reclining bike was causing problems. It was not a simple hole in the tire. 

Three of us had to do surgery on the it and we removed a metal filament, one centimeter long.

In the morning we said good by to Paul and started to move upward.

We soon reached a tunnel at 900 ms height. It is located at Rikoti, and according to the map, it is at 997 ms. Here lies the divide between West and East Georgia.