When it’s over it’s over, and THIS is the best kinda over. It’s one of my favorite feelings except it’s not really a feeling. It’s more of sensation based on some very simple but hella specific knowledge. If we wake up on top of the world and our mid-day Delica pick-up is waiting for us at the bottom of the world (and in this part of the world elevation +/- is remarkably and reliably Black and White), it’s all downhill from here. Also, it’s almost never all downhill from here because mountains don’t usually work the way five-year-olds draw them. But again, here they kinda do, this is triangle country. Point is, I love it when long things, even long fun things, end definitively. And because they so rarely do, it’s extra wonderful to wake up knowing it. It almost has a religious quality to it, which when you’re camped next to a gazebo-sized Alpine Orthodox church is maybe even amplified.
“For example, I didn’t put bibs on. That’s how I, personally, rejoiced and reveled in the religious-like knowledge that it’s all downhill from here.”
Brian and I had two cups of coffee made using beans he purchased from one of the many gas (as in propane) stations we stopped at on the way to Svaneti. The beans had been in his bag, unused, until this morning. They should come with a warning label, or at the very least a list of ingredients. We may never know what those beans were made of, or if they were indeed coffee beans, what they were laced with. Alls I know [that’s how you say it if you’re from Maryland] is that we saw colors and heard sounds that don’t exist on Earth, at least not on this plane. Also we sweated and shook for several hours incommensurate with the ambient air temperatures and our workload at any given time throughout the morning. The backside of Zagar was literally breathtaking. The light, the flowers, the colors, all of it—at least until we got to the downhill pumptrack in the arsenic grotto.
“I spent a lot of time, as I do in last hours, thinking about my first Coca-Cola. And the breakfast buffet at Rooms Tbilisi which, at that point, was merely 16 hours away.”