Kazbegi- Day 2
Lets take you on an adventure in the hometown of the largest Caucasian mountain called the Mount Kazbek and pick up from right where we left.
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Another Vlog Another Monday 😊 • Im still not over Kazbegi. I have got so much to share and write about other than this beautiful valley but everytime I skim through my folders I hardly make it past the second day of my trip 🤦♀️ (which was basically when we left for Kazbegi). Im thinking i need to group all the pictures together, put them away in a seperate folder and get it out of my way bsss • Until then please bear with my latest obsession, watch this video and tell me if im wrong to feel that way 😍 • Btw still working on the second part of this adventure. The link to part 1 is in my profile 😁 . . . . . . #windowseatperks #mommytraveller #pakistanimom #momboss #desimomtraveller #mommyblogger #traveldiariespk #tbilisidiaries #Georgia2018 #pakistanibloggers #womeninpakistan #pakistanitravellers #womenlovetotravel #uaebloggers #pakistanifemaletravellers #greenpassport #pakistaniwomenrock #womentravellers #travelvlogs #vloggers #happyweekend #tgif #fridaynight
After a good night’s sleep and a hearty breakfast, chasing waterfalls was the first thing on the agenda for the day. We stayed the night at hotel Sno and this place had to be the most difficult to say goodbye to. Why? (Find out by clicking on the image below).
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Hello everyone!! my ama is doing a hotel review after a very long time so please pay attention, read carefully and tag someone you know who might find this useful, otherwise just leave me a virtual *pappi* in the comments 😚 ▪ I know how she has been raving about Kazbegi but trust me she wouldnt be doing it if we hadnt stayed a night at “hotel sno”. Yes SNO, there is no ‘W’. I might be to young to know my spellings but im pretty sure about this 😏 ▪ It all started when ama got really upset over the unavailibity of rooms in the famous “Rooms hotel” and while she waited for a miraculous cancellation before we arrived in Georgia, baba made alternate arrangements and booked a (free-cancellation) room in Hotel Sno 😉 ▪ Yes, You might have already guessed, amas plan did not fall into place BUT she didnot regret it one bit once she laid her eyes on the beautiful view of the valley and Mount Kazbek from our room 😍 ▪ The hotel is 7kms away from the city centre but you would hardly feel the need to step out, unless of course you too love to gaze at the star-lit sky like my ama. (Very little light pollution) ✨ ▪ The rooms were sparkling clean and the hotel had all the facilities and amenities necessary along with a beautiful view through the magnificent window in the lobby and a super elaborate spread for breakfast, which btw includes the best ‘#Kachapuri’ that i tasted in Georgia 😋 ▪ Also the details of our 2nd day in Kazbegi are on the blog, dont forget to check it out. (Link in Bio) ▪ Over to you ama 👶
We set out on our journey towards Dariali Gorge which then takes you to the waterfalls and my sincere advice to you would be, “go easy on the breakfast”.
The track was nothing except boulders and rocks and whatever that came down with years’ worth of land sliding and for the first time I came to know what “Rocky Road” literally meant outside the world of cookies. After driving for around forty minutes at the speed of 150 jerks/ hour, we reached a point where the car couldn’t go any further. We got down and even though there were no signs visible of a waterfall close by, we began to hike towards it, hoping that the experience would be worth it.
Do not get me wrong, but based on our previous experience our doubts were absolutely justified.
The hike was extremely demanding and after every fifty meters I thanked God for keeping me alive. I might have given up sooner, if it wasn’t for the intoxicating sound of the waterfall that began to over power and muffle every other sound in the valley as we got closer, but I kept my excitement contained as I pushed forward because I had to see it to believe it.
And Voila!! There it was
It was beautiful, almost magical, I desperately wanted to get closer and not just be able to see it but also touch it, feel it and take it all in.
The refreshing view was enough to pump up our energy levels and kick start our second stride towards the fall , but only a few meters into it, my ankle(which was recovering from a recent surgery) refused to accept the challenge and what happened next; you can click the post below to find out.
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~Sunday Sermon pt 2/2~ Here it is, the 2nd part of the sunday sermon on a monday 😊 …………….. Sharing a picture with you all of what looks like a modern version of a punjabi heroine dancing around trees and jumping in between “yeh haseen wadian and behti nadiyan” and showing you all how life deserves to be enjoyed because YOLO baybees!! ✌ ……………… But just two swipes to the right is the real picture behind this 9×9 ka grid of ‘perfection personafied’ that we like to call instagram. Life is not all fun and laughter even when it seems to be that way. Sure some have been blessed with physical, emotional and financial resources to enjoy life a tad bit more than others but everyone has their fair share of struggles, responsibilities and accountabilities 🙃 ………………. “So you stopped right next to a waterfall to feed your child, doesnt look that awful and disappointing in the name of a family vacation”. Sure it doesnt, but the truth is that i was only a 100 metres away from where the waterfall was originating and I could not continue because of my ankle that was recovering from a nearly 5 month old surgery and was swollen like a potato by that time. I could feel the screws sting and pierce through my skin because I had already come a loooong way. So i decided to stop and just mope at my pettiness while I fed my bub and of course enjoy the view with what ever I had achieved at the same time. 😉 ………………… In case you were unable to keep up with my absolutely necessary sermon, come back tomorrow for the moral and Ill help break it down for you 😁 . . . . . . #mommytraveller #pakistanimom #desimomtraveller #desimomblogger #mommyblogger #traveldiariespk #bakudiaries #tbilisidiaries #kazbegidiaries #Azerbaijan2018 #Georgia2018 #pakistanibloggers #womeninpakistan #pakistanitravellers #womenlovetotravel #uaebloggers #pakistanifemaletravellers #greenpassport #pakistaniwomenrock #greenpassportrocks #womentravellers #bleedgreen #zarasochiye #pakistanzindabad #sbsepehlepakistan #nayapakistan #merapakistan
However Mr. Husband on the other hand made it all the way up to the point of origin of the fall and he did not forget to bring back pictures for me to look at and feel worse. *How sweet*
Another church of course. Georgians follow orthodox Christianity, which is why churches and cathedrals hold great significance in the country’s history and culture. I wouldn’t say it shouldn’t especially if they are so well preserved and easily accessible for the tourists irrespective of their location.
Gergeti trinity church was another thirty minutes of aggressive jerks and jolts after returning from the fall, but as we made our way upwards, further along the green carpeted mountains, the view just got better and better.
Before we bade farewell to the beautiful valley of Kazbegi we made one last stop at the friendship monument, in the middle of nowhere. It depicts the friendly relations between the former member states of the Soviet Union and although it might not sound very interesting to you, but if you are a sucker for scenic views then you must drag yourself out of your car(which might feel like a struggle after the hike at Gveleti) and give the view of the gorgeous valley a chance to sweep you off your feet.
On your way to Friendship monument you might want to make another stop at the Gudauri Ski resort, for paragliding and skiing of course, but we preferred to bypass it because going to a ski resort in August is pretty useless.
That was it for the second day. I have a super vague memory of what happened this point onwards because we could barely sit straight and keep our eyes open once we hit the highway, thanks to the physical exhaustion from the hike and the mental exhaustion from the adrenaline over dose.