“Happiness consists not in having much, but in being content with little” – Marguerite Gardiner
Admitedly, Miss Hoggy wasn’t a happy camper when she was told that her services as a teacher was no longer needed in the Republic of Georgia. She cried for days, screamed unfair, and naturally, she didn’t have the heart to stay in Georgia any longer. How could you ever be contented that you were denied the chance to do what you love, especially after you’ve fallen in love with it?
Continue reading “Merci, Armenia”
“Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.” – J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
This is what that makes goodbyes harder: when it’s to friends and family found far away from home, where you know that it’s nearly impossible to go back. How do you ever say goodbye?
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Pilgrimage n. – any journey taken by a person to a sacred place for religious reasons – The Concise Oxford Dictionary
It was already decided that when we do make that journey to the East, that we would do a wine pilgrimage. And how can we not? We’re in Kakheti, the mecca of Georgian wine, where people here are said to have endless barrels of wine in their cellars. It’s probably not true, but we like to think so. After all, since Miss Hoggy and friend’s arrival in Signaghi, that’s all we’ve been thinking: “Is the wine in Kakheti much better than the ones in the West?” Curious? Come and be a pilgrim yourself.
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“Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy. ” – Benjamin Franklin Kakheti, the pilgrimage to make if you’re serious about Georgian wine. That includes a massive wine cellar in a certain monastery. Someone clearly had the same thought as Ben. Continue reading Wine, God’s Gift.
“And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.” – the Bible
There is the one word, the one emotion, the one feeling that spurs the momentous moments of our lives: love. You, being here reading Miss Hoggy is because you were made out of love (well, at the time). But the name of love is a money churner, too. Look at all the romance novels of this world. How did Mills and Boons ever survive without the romance? Look at all the chick flicks of this world. Who among us, even the self-proclaimed haters (I know you’re out there), wouldn’t swoon to a heart tugging love story played on screen? And why is Valentine’s Day such a hyped up commotion? It’s all in the name of love.
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Now, you’ve just arrived in the Republic of Georgia, what’s next? How do get out of this airport you might ask? Would anyone be speaking English at all? Would I be bridenapped or guys, groomnapped? Why? It can be a legitimate concern, if you’re an attractive foreigner…
Okay, Miss Hoggy was just messing with you. But whatever worries you might have of moving around in Georgia, lay it down, because this is Georgian 101, the manual to marshrutka and wine drinking. Continue reading “Georgian 101”
From last week’s exploring the origin of the Georgian identity, let Miss Hoggy make some toasts to what makes Georgia, well, Georgia.
Continue reading “Made in Georgia”