Gori to Tblisi - 88km

We got to Tblisi in good time the road was fast and the wind was kind and I think was helping us along.

As we got deeper into the city we got a real taste of Georgian drivers and the lack of rules of the road here. I found my time in Amsterdam dodging traffic and people came in useful here, the trick is to be bold and behave like a car, if you take up as much space as a car then they have no choice but to go round you all be it very closely. They have no qualms about driving the wrong way up a street, speeding at pedestrians to get them to move out of the way, speeding in general, they take no notice of the lines on the road. The one thing I will give them is that they stop, begrudgingly, for red lights, a rare chance for pedestrians to run across the street. In every car they have an icon or cross, so I suppose they think that God is on their side!

We made it to Dodo's guest house, we pushed our bikes through into a little courtyard I checked that there was hot water and a toilet and we were in luxury and could relax. It was great to meet some other travellers, people who had been to Iran and Central Asia who could give us advice and places to go. We spent a lovely evening with a Dutch girl Lotte who took us round the city before she caught her plane at 0300.