My idea of a Georgia trip is rather a coincidence, than deliberate. Three months earlier, in the most inaccessible areas of my brain, has grown the concept to go to Azerbaijan. I do not know why it happened and why Azerbaijan, but on one of July days I woke up filled with an obsession so strong, that until now I'm scared of myself. All my free time I began to devote organization of this expedition and was looking for another crazy wanting to go there. But most people, as it says one of my friends, even don't think about going to place in doubtful area of the world, which are marked on the map by numbers and their names must be sought in map symbology. Maybe it's right, but I can imagine how a few years ago could be the reaction of friends of American or Australian guy to news about travel to Poland, without a reason. Yes it's true, that we aren't always understood. When at the beginning of September, I realized that I can't find anyone neither among my friends, nor even over the net, I decided to go alone. And then just a trivial quirk of fate changed my goal by a few hundred kilometers to the north. One day I wanted to go to my parents' home by train. Running on the platform I decided to buy something interesting to read. I wouldn't stand four and a half hour trip without something to do. Three minutes before departure at newsstand I asked for National Geographic, I paid and got into the car. I was really angry as I realized that I didn't only overpaid, but in addition didn't get what I wanted. I could expect on National Geograpic Traveler similarly high quality, but I didn't ask for Traveler! Boredom overcame my irritation and I began to read. It was there that I found dealing with a whole A4 page advertisement: "Polish Airlines opens direct flights to Tbilisi from $ 90. " So I decided to change my plans and to visitGeorgia. I also found a great argument reassuring my family from the worries that mymadness is associated with mental illness (or temporary mental incapacity), which will inevitably lead me to death, or at least a physical disability. Nobody ever told me this directly, but I suspect that few people from work or family thought i was mad. So I told everyone that I made a conscious and deliberate decision to refuse from Azerbaijan and choose Georgia, for reasons of solitary travel and the desire to improve the safety of my trip. Or something like that. I do not even know why I travel to any of the Caucasian countries could be dangerous, but if in our society, Georgia is seen as a safer place than Azerbaijan, why wouldn't I use this universal belief for my own purposes? And in that way I cut off all discussion like "don't go alone", because I had already bought a ticket and choose more secure, a Christian country with a fairly good reputation in Poland.
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