Abastumani: Hike up to the Observatory

While I was wilting away in the roshya with Gosha my father came along to bother me. I was still trying to act like everything is okay even though I was very upset at the way things went when he met me at the airport. I was also very eager to see as much of Abastumani as is possible in the first 24 hours that I'm there. I was very excited. My father wanted to see if we can take the elevator up to the observatory, but it wasn't going to start working until later in the day. I used to go to kindergarten up there so I really wanted to go up right then and there and so we started to make our way up the short path through the forest. It's a mile up the mountain's incline.

These are toxic mushrooms, Amanita.

Below is a wild lily. My mom's name is Lilia. Lilies seem so delicate and gentle, my mom is not delicate or gentle.

I caught a butterfly on camera! I noticed these butterflies are all over the place.

We got to the observatory. I didn't go inside, but here it is:

When I was standing where my dad stands below I suddenly remembered seeing this place before. I know I've been there in my childhood but I never had a clear memory of it. It wasn't a place that I would recollect throughout my life. But once I got here, and stood in the spot my father is standing in on this photo I suddenly realized that I've stood there before and had thoughts and impressions of this place, many years ago, as a child.