We took some photos by the bridge at Metekh.

Then we left Tbilisi.

From this section of our route the views were quite out of the ordinary, on the left in a flat valley we spotted a lake from the road.

We stopped to have a rest under the terrace of a petrol station. Two Armenian guys started to talk to us and we ended up sitting at Artur and Ando’s table with them. They taught us a few Armenian words,  and we parted with an agreement that we will see them again at Sevan.

We waited under the roof while the skies have opened and the thunder finished.

The rain didn’t stop, but it was possible to cycle in it, so we put on our Vaude rainproof gear and rolled out onto the road.  We probably looked like a couple of extraterrestrials.

Even the policemen had a good laugh at our getup.

Eventually we finished the day at Sadakhlo, which is the last big village before the Armenian border.

In the evening we were invited in by Ajdar, a 69 year old English teacher, which we accepted with pleasure, considering it was dark by then to look for somewhere to camp, plus I was rather exhausted by the end of the day, having been on a forced diet since the afternoon before.  Ajdar was an Azerbaijani, so we can say that we sampled Azerbaijani hospitality even though we had never been to Azerbaijan.

We spent 11 glorious days in Georgia, which has a beautiful seashore, pretty villages, magnificent mountains, a magical capital and above all very open, kind, helpful and hospitable citizens. In other words, Georgia is a fantastic place. Both of us felt that we could spend a month in this country.  Thanks to all our lovely Georgian friends, who contributed to us feeling like this!