Holidays Georgian Style
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Ironically when I woke up this morning, my bedroom and its outlets along with the family computer and the internet box setup had no power. Yet, the bathroom and kitchen source of electricity were intact, thus I had a lukewarm shower, enough to say 'satisfactory', and heated hot water from an electric kettle in preparing breakfast: a small bowl of oatmeal, a cup of warm water in accompanying my cold fried cornmeal bread. A breakfast of champions!
During my Georgian Christmas and New Year experience, I didn't travel anywhere in particular because most of the excitement were taken place here in Batumi that meant an easy 5min walk to either Medea’s Plaza, Poseidon’s Fountain or toward the Black Sea. The latest live concert had taken place at Medea’s Plaza; the crowd wasn't as large as Tbilisi’s (the entire block was filled with viewers) and Niniko excitedly had persuaded me into tagging with Teto and her two girlfriends to the music performance.
"Let's go listen to music," Niniko said, pointing at the TV, which was broadcasting a live. I thought, how far I have to walk for I already had gotten comfortable after changing into my night clothes, I was preparing for bed.
I made the indication of 'thanks, but no thanks' and Niniko gave me that teenage girl sad look of 'why not?' Ok, this year, I promised myself, be sociable as possible now that I'm in a busier area, and Batumi was certainly the town of entertainment. After watching her living room dance to the televised music concert, I finally gave in by saying that I'll go. "But for only 1hour, then I'm returning, ok?" I told her.
Niniko beamed a great smile. This gal does have the most beautiful natural smile which lit her whole face and she looked radiant. I hastily changed my clothes, propped my Nikon onto my monopod, preparing in case there'll be a large crowd and probably won't even get a great view, and followed the young girls (Teto being the 2nd older, she's only 22yrs) out onto the illuminated streets.
"Where’s the concert?" I inquired. Niniko laughed when she said, "Very near," and she wasn't kidding. The neighboring locals gathered and semi-filled Medea’s Plaza as they approached the propped stage while several police officers were patrolling the streets and around. To my surprise what I saw on TV was happening right here in town.
If you look carefully when the airwaves repeats the performance, which the networks have been doing after Julio Iglesias’ New Year’s Eve performance which too was very near ... simply across the street block from Poseidon’s Fountain and the performing arts theater, you just might see me waving like a crazed fan (which I had no idea who was singing that night) from the bird's eye view crane camera as it swept over the audience.
At exactly an hour and a few minutes had passed in which I made my departure and returned to the flat. I can handle a crowd only for so long, any longer I then become mildly claustrophobia. I was glad to have brought the camera and monopod for I was able to capture a few good shots and videoed the performance.
The last 17 days spent in Batumi has been with my new host family, their celebration experiences with their family and neighboring friends. This meant lots of visitors dropping by at any hour (oh, nothing early, more like late lunch toward afternoon into evening), talking (about what, I truly don't know, but whatever the topic has to be funny since I usually Keti's hearty laughter), eating (omigosh, the food ... I will lose weight, I will lose weight) and drinking.
For me, there have been several nights of late to no sleep and waking up the next day not fully rested.
The similarities in the way Georgians eat are the way Chinese eat, every moment of the hour and into the next day. Now, I enjoy consumption as much as I enjoy sleeping (my recommended 8hrs ensuring my mood of being very sociable and lively) to sustain my sanity, but anything less ... well, let's just say, I usually leave the flat for a very long walk then return after a few hours.
However, in the past 4 days and the clouds have wept which confined me temporarily indoors. During those times, I finally started to sort through my Italy photos and started posted them on stock sites, also I had created a travel photo album site to sell my other images which stock sites disapprove as not suitable to their specifications.
This idea came from the German program developer, Patrick, of the Blitz flashcard program. So far, I haven't received any notice or interest of ESL participates on LinkedIn after I posted my announcement that I had ESL flash card sets to sell. Then again, I must redo the flash viewing because the watermarking are rather large over the black/white demonstration, which of course was done on purpose which no one steals the idea, probably might explain why no one contacted me.
Marketing and promoting takes lots of effort. Upon generating and selecting a pre-designed web template in representing my photos which are gradually manifesting into a presentable online travel photography album. The webpage is virtually published, the task of sorting through a month of photos (trust me, there's a few thousand images), tagging, keywords, beautifying (yes, landscapes and objects require touchup), posting and linking is laboring, literally, to the fingers! I've also included a few freebies to attract other surfers. Now that I have a YouTube and Facebook account again (for business purposes ONLY), I'll post there as well in hopes to generate business.
Also, I'm glad that this coming Friday, I'm returning to school in which I'll meet my new co-teachers and become familiar with my new environment. Then by Monday, classes resume back to normal... how exciting!
Now you may think I'm crazy, but a prolonged holiday is productive as well as too boring for me. I'm a workaholic by trade, what can I say? Mental activity keeps the nuts and bolts in motion.
Today, it's almost 0930hrs, and my bedroom still doesn't have any power. I want to update my blog and start rewriting in my script. I want to finish and resend to the Welsh director. My thrive requires into getting back into the mood of writing my theme which means watching my horror films, but as an inspiration of possibilities of getting my script produced, last night I watched 'Tales from the Script' which inspired me to keep writing till I'm finished.