So I'm sitting outside the cafe enjoying the Tbilisi sunshine (no, that's not me; I'm the one taking the photos!) and letting the World go by. I've finished my work here and have a few hours left to enjoy the ancient city before heading to the airport and back to Qatar. And it really is an ancient city, with the pride of culture that goes with it; that much I've learned in a few short days. This is no mere Soviet satellite.
Speaking of which, the sun blind above my head looks like this:
Or, from in front, like this:
The cafe is called KGB. Black humour at its best, but it lends a chill to the Autumn sun.
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