After Armenia...
...I went to a Svan Supra (I wasn't allowed into Armenia). I don't have pictures of the Supra, only pictures after the Supra, when they were trying to convince me to stay the night. During the Supra, however, I was adopted by the Svan fellow with sunglasses.
Here are some pics.
We got a flat tire before leaving Tbilisi.
Svan Tower Replica, in a village near the Armenian border.
The Svan who adopted me (left), another Svan, and the Toastmaster (right)
Father, adopted son (me), and real son (who kidnapped his current wife)
Labels: kidnap, Supra, Svans, Toastmaster
posted by M.A.P. at 6:24 AM
3 Comments:
Seriously kidnapped his current wife? Sounds like something from the book of Judges (specifically Chapter 21 verse 23). Why did I think of that when I saw the caption... who knows? I hope all is well.
11:29 AM
He said so during the Supra. Supposedly only Svans kidnap their wives (only if a particular woman does not like the man that likes her). I've heard that it happens in Tbilisi sometimes too.
If it's in Judges, it's biblical isn't it?
1:43 AM
interesting. haha
8:32 PM
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