Chronicles of Shovi

As always, I couldn't think of a proper title so this stupidity will have to suffice.

Today I've gone and taken care of my DA Groups. By the Sun and the Moon the number of those was obscene! I've left the absolute majority, because the chances are I will never even glance at them again, for the lack of time if nothing else. And since I'm already here, I've decided to write a bit (A LOT) about that little vacation of mine (if you care to read, that is).

It lasted ten days only   and those must've been the best and most useful ten days I've spent for several years. I (with my mother) was in Shovi resort, In Racha-Lechkhumi region and took the best out of it. How? 

Snowcapped mountains, hills covered with forests of enormous trees, the fresh clean air, cold winds, plenty of water streams full of different minerals and entropy on every step. We avoided going outside in the afternoon, because The Sun was quite fierce - I was unwise to call Her some bad words for it, but quickly amended my mistake (again, forgive me, our dear Mother   ). But other than those few hours I hiked my heart out, took forest paths and climbed some hills, followed the rivers, visited water streams every day, went to every direction that didn't require a guide and/or some special preparation/equipment.

Apart from that I also took a habit of doing physical exercises of my own choice, every morning (sometimes afternoons too).

Eating... Oh don't get me started on that. I ate like a pig! 5-6 courses a day, no less. I jokingly call their (as in the "hotel"'s) feeding system "grandma feeding" 'cause they feed you just like that, no light meals for you. The breakfast alone consisted of a full bowl of porridge, a full plate of something heavier (could be macaroni with fried eggs, or potatoes, or sausages), and a formidable cup of tea with bread and honey or cheese. And it didn't get any easier after that. Soups and meat courses (one of each for a single dinner) with vegetables and fruit for dessert, and something breakfast-like in the evening too. And I heroically took it all and hauled it down. That's almost three times as much as I usually eat! And get this, I would feel hunger before it was time for the evening meal! I ate some cookies and sweets in between! And it wasn't like the food was delicious or anything, their cook was... meh... I could handle it. 
The above led me to a discovery: I have Metabolism with capital M. No, all capital letters! METABOLISM! I didn't gain a gram, I LOST some! All that air, all that activity, all that healing mineral water for digestion and a miracle happened! It could've been worrying because I'm almost underweight, BUT I felt stronger and healthier every day, I actually gained some colour on my face instead of looking sickly greenish or like a walking dead I resembled for the last several years. I even like the slight tan I received, I'm usually not a fan of tanning, but the mountain tan is special, this pinkish, rich sort of saturation it gives to the skin.

And how could I resist sneaking into an old abandoned house??? I could NOT! It may not have been the brightest idea I've ever had, given the state of the floor(s) and stairs, but hey! I've survived! And so did the house! 

Now I'm back in Tbilisi. When we were descending on the road back (it took about 7 hours) my inner Capricorn urged me to jump out of the car and climb back up. The arrival at the station where we took taxi just made me more depressed than I've ever been in my life. The heat I could feel with every cell, the effort it took to breath, that noise, that grayness... I still haven't quite recovered. I miss being up there. I miss the hills, I miss cool air effortlessly pouring itself in my lungs, I miss looking up at night and recognizing the Deer Leap (Milky Way) with naked eye, I miss falling asleep to the sound of the mountain river, I miss being surrounded by mountains that look at the clouds from above! I miss waking up in cold, having to dress in woolen jackets in mornings and evenings and switching to shorts and tank tops and back during the day. It's a good thing I have a lot to do, because if I'm not distracted, I can only think about running away from the city, which I can't do for so many reasons.  
Really wanted to end this on a brighter note, so here's a photo of me and my butt on a tour up a mountain path, and a few others.