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)