Harvest time is a really special time in Georgia: grapes, viticulture and winemaking are essential for the local culture. You won’t be wrong, if you call wine the blood of the Georgian folk. It takes a lot of time and effort to produce it, and harvest symbolizes the transition from hard work to idle mode, as future wine is fermenting under the ground in qvevris, huge clay pots. I’ve been dreaming about Rtveli (harvest) since I came here for the first time, but it didn’t work out somehow. Now it was a perfect chance to experience it myself after years of waiting.
Probably some of you have already heard about successfully implemented one-window-principle in Georgian bureaucracy. Like, whatever you may want to do: from birth registration till marriage, buying land and death registry – all of those services are available in brand new public halls, or Houses of Justice. As foreign TV-crews come to film it, their favorite trick is to demonstrate, how you can apply for anything while having lunch. The journalist walks in “Just Cafe”, orders some food, and fills in some papers while waiting. After delicious lunch the passport (souvenir one) is ready, applause, applause, how smooth it works!