A travelogue on sound, music and inevitable associations
Crossing the Turkish-Georgian border near Batumi feels like entering a forgotten part of Europe. Or better yet, one that we vaguely knew. Paradoxically, the contrast between modern Turkey, which feels pretty European, and Adjara, this autonomous republic in the southwestern part of Georgia, is rather big. Turkey is well organized, Georgia feels more chaotic. Where […]
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We find ourselves between lovely meadows crowded with cows in the lowlands near Chobi in Georgia. Preparing for sunset, dozens of frogs croak at their loudest. I wonder if the difference between their bass or treble sounds corresponds linearly to the size of their body, as is more or less the case with acoustic musical […]
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Loaded with lasting memories of Armenia, we’re back in Georgia. After refueling and buying supplies, we leave Rustavi on our way to the David Gareji monastery located along the Azerbaijani border. While night is falling, we park along the dirt track, assuming that not much traffic will pass through here. As so often happens, what […]
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