Has it really been one year?
It's been almost exactly one year since I came to Tbilisi, Georgia. I still remember when I was picked up at the airport and brought to the girls hostel to sign the hostel contract and get new sim cards. I remember being so hungry that I had my first meal, Pav bhaji, in Tbilisi in a girls hostel. After reaching my hostel, wondering who my roommates will be, I knocked at the door. Once, twice, thrice... even after knocking 15 times no one opened the door, it makes sense tbh it was like 5-6 am in the morning. After literally the 16th knock, he opened the door, so sleepy that he couldn't even look at who the new roommate is, he went back to sleep. I fixed the bed and slept.. SO WELL. If you're wondering at what point I texted my parents, the internet was so shit, so I recharged the next day and then texted them. I always thought that I will not cry leaving my home town.. and I didn't. It was pure excitement, to live alone, to do everything on your own. That night I saw m...