Kheltubani Adios

This is from one of our last days in Kheltubani. We held a supra in honor of a local dog, Chico. We made toasts to brave Chico and expressed our appreciation to our Language Trainer (Bella, bottom left corner))by serving homemade fajitas and virgin mojitos. We rejoiced. We reveled in tastes of home... and the next day we fell ill and spent an inordinate amount of time in our squat toilets. We don't know how the poisoning happened, but we're pretty sure it had something to do with Heidi stirring the salsa with the knife we'd used to cut the meat with. Or it might have been that the cutting board was rinsed off in cold water. But probably it was something much more sinister, because that sickness turned out to be Giardea. And Giargea sucks.


Nicholas, his host brother Giorgi and myself.


Making fajitas with Heidi's host sister Manana. Real is how we keep it. Obviously.