My most memorable journey is with our family when we went to Russia in our car. We were in a very good mood, it was 4.00 pm but we left at 5.00 pm. Everything was going well. We reached the Armenian border, crossed and the direct line was the Georgian border, we also crossed the border and went to the Russian border. Georgia was a very beautiful country, but it was very dirty with its beauty. I remember we were going for the first time, we were told we should go to the river, but the road took us elsewhere, we went a lot, we went about 200 kilometers, when we entered there was no car, we were surprised at first, but continued on. A man met, we stopped and asked.
-Sorry how are we going to Russia?
— Have you gone crazy, so you go to Ossetia?
We turned around and went back, can you imagine we were 200 kilometers off the road, I don’t know what to do, even gas and gasoline ran out, money was just dram and rubles, there was no exchenge nearly. We were already desperate, wanting to go home, petrol fillers didn’t pay a ruble.
— Hello, can you give us a lari for that ruble ?
That man agreed and we changed the money.
We reached the border, but there was traffic jam, we waited until our turn came. We stayed a little longer, let’s say it was already 7 o’clock. We went and finally went, thinking everything was already fine, but the roads were frozen, trucks were pouring mud instead of rain, and our car wipers were not working. The most frightening moment was when the truck hit us and we fell into the canyon. We were barely saved, we were already getting to the place we wanted, I forgot to say we had visited my uncle’s family, I haven’t seen them since I was born. We arrived, everything was fine, and there we celebrated the New Year and the end.