Maybe it doesn’t fit into the format of travel blog with top-whatever-things-to-eat-to-do-not-to-do, but… …guys, I am in the hammock under the walnut tree, Ushba is looking at me, that twin peak, which in my head is still someone mythological, someone from old legends, from mum’s bedtime stories, even though the mum who shared the stories was not mine, but my friend’s. But she was the one who knew it all better than anyone else, because Svaneti was in her blood. …after months of hard work (actually at two full-time jobs, even though it sounds like I used a Timeturner) I
Couple of years ago BBC hast listed the roads of Tusheti among the most dangerous and hence the most fascinating ones. This triggered the interest of both international and domestic travelers to this remote mountainous region, which is now inhabited in basically in summertime only. Just several families stay for winter in Kvemo Omalo, and 1 or 2 people spend 7 months of cold in Dartlo and Shenako. The rest is involved in shepherding or maintains guesthouses from June till late September. Then the snow falls and the road is closed.