“It is a luxury to be understood.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
As Miss Hoggy is trying to make her mark here as an English teacher, one of the biggest obstacle, in her opinion, is her Asian features. Being in a curious beautiful country has its perks, but to always have to answer that you’re more than a Chinese, kind of gets tiring; because it’s just difficult to explain that you’re a naturalised Australian, Malaysian by birth to parents with Chinese background, in Qartuli. When it all seemed impossible to be understood in Georgia, Batumi happened. Awh, bamboo, you just tickled my Asian bones, the right way. And I didn’t even need to look far. In the middle of the city, down the road from the Bulvar, is where they grow in abundance, in Neptun Park. Much like some Chinese Wuxia film called Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?
It was nice to be by the rocky beach of Batumi, facing the Black Sea but it was heavenly to be filling my tummy with proper rice, cooked with absorption method, in form of Turkish pilaf, and not as soup accessories, soaked. Oh, my Asian tummy felt understood, in Georgia, for once.
Batumi, oh you didn’t just get to my Asian self. You’ve got Eucalyptus tree to tickle me Aussie self, too. Oh, those peeling bark, that familiar smell, you just reminded me of home. Oh Batumi, I know you’re a century-old summer holiday town, so you would understand your guest. But why didn’t you warn me earlier? Why did you make me miss home?
Bamboo, rice, eucalyptus- just the things I need to feel understood in Georgia, right here in Batumi. It’s a luxury, I know.Facts: Batumi is 2 hours and a half away from Kutaisi’s main marshrutka station. It would cost you 10 laris. I stayed in Bungalo 95, as recommended by friends.