Looping through Armenia meant the Azerbaijani boarder guards gave me a comprehensive shake down. There’s no love lost between the two countries, or Armenia and Turkey for that matter. Meaning the only route in and out was via Georgia. But it was worth it, for such a small country it packs one hell a visual punch; forested foot […]Read more "Armenian Loop To Baku"
Squinting through one eye to counteract the effects of the moonshine, it didn’t appear real, cars washed down the streets, men herding a hippo past modern shopfronts and tigers loose in the city. Looking at Nicolas he pointed at the tiny TV nestled on a shelf in the corner of the wooden rangers hut ‘Tbilisi’. […]Read more "Caucus Raucous And Tigers Too"