After having travelled for a while, we have sometimes started to wonder about what true adventures actually are. It seems that the word is being used far too often, and whenever I hear it now, it has an echo of a well-worn cliché and also I am to blame for it.
I suppose we have been quite safe and lucky in our journey and been sort of sheltered in a way, whether it’s because we have been playing safe or whether it’s because travelling is not actually as dangerous and adventurous in the times of GPS and modern technology as some may think, I do not know for certain (but I think it’s a bit of both). However, even after a good few months, if people ask me “what is our biggest adventure?” or “what has been the most adventurous time/event in our adventure?” I say “Kazakhstan!” and so does Dainis and Ivars and it has probably also been The One Adventure.
So it came to be that, instead of crossing Turkmenistan, we will have to travel back to Europe, cross Azerbaijan as fast as possible and board a ship which will take us from Baku to Aktau in Kazakhstan. Somehow we managed to transit through Azerbaijan in three days and leave the country before we even started to realise that we had arrived. We had learned from our previous mistakes and this time we did not have any expectations towards Azerbaijan – probably the only things we knew about this country were connected with oil and Nagorno-Karabakh. We think that you should let yourself form your own opinion and let everyone else form theirs. Truth be told, there was one reason why we wanted to cross the Iranian/Azeri border as fast as possible – after the dry law of Iran we finally had an opportunity to test real Azeri beer (preferably from two liter plastic bottle).
We had planned to find a way how to cross the Caspian Sea with a ship
How long can you be lazy and keep on inventing excuses for not doing something? We have understood that it is possible to do it for quite a long time, but eventually we got tired of being lazy or even start to become lazy of being lazy and this very moment is finally here. So finally, after several months, we present to you recap of our Georgian adventures. Before you start to read this very long article, I would like to point out that unfortunately not everything is covered in this blog post and even some of the things that are covered have not been covered in full detail.
Arrival in Georgia
We spent the first night in Georgia not far from the highest mountain in the country – Mt. Kazbeg. That was probably the coldest night I have spent in a tent, the temperature dropped to -10C
We spent the next day in a much more inhabitable environment, but even there the room temperature was around 0 – maybe that was the reason why this room was used as a substitute for a refrigerator.
First of all, we must apologize for the delay, the article which should have been published on 10th January 2015, is being published almost one month later. This has happenned due to some objective (we have had to take care of a lot of things) and subjective (laziness) circumstances. We are still in Tbilisi, Georgia and trying to raise some money so we can continue our journey. All three of us have found a job here and even though the salary is small, it is still better than nothing. We will cover all the happenings in Tbilisi only when the events leading up to our arrival here will be covered. One thing we can already say about our lives here – we cannot complain about boredom. So, here is the promised article about our journey from Odessa to Crimea.
Farewell to Odessa
November was approaching at the speed of wind (as we found out the wind was not blowing in the right direction) and that meant that we had to say farewell to Odessa to start moving in the direction of Crimea. Taking into account that Crimea is under Russian control, in order to enter we had to possess Russian visa. He had received Russian visa without any problems already in Latvia, so we only had to get to the Crimean border. As we had acquired a tourist visa for 30 days and it started on 1st November we wanted to get to the border on 31st October at the latest. We said good bye to our lovely couchsurfing host Alina and her family on 27th October and we were ready to get back on our bicycles.
From left – Dainis, Alina, Ivars and Laura. Alina, thank you very, very much!