Wackiness around the edges of Asia

Tbilisi trip, October 2002

In Istanbul, we met the rest of our party on the terrace of their hotel. Jay pointed out over the sea and asked if we had seen the ship.

If, like us, you're wondering which of those specks on the horizon he might have meant, here's a hint: Look right in the middle of the picture.
After a couple days in Tbilisi, it was laundry time for Bill. Sadly, my flash nearly obliterated the "r" in the name of the Iranian detergent with "magic brightness":

In downtown Tbilisi we have a little bit of America on Rustaveli Avenue:

this billboard overlooking Republic Square:
and, over on Kostava Street, what must be geek central:

(wave your cursor here)

In the oldest church, the Jvari ("cross") church outside Mtskheta, we saw the newest icons:

Yes, that's real gold surrounding Jesus and the Evangelists in South Park style.

I guess because Georgians tend to have such distinct facial features, we often run into people that remind us of celebrities. Usually they're older guys--on past trips, we've seen Ed Asners and Buddy Hacketts and Richard Nixons and such. In Telavi, the boys' choir sports a tiny Jerry Mathers on the far left:

At the Alaverdi monastery, here's the offering of the day:

Don't worry, that's not a stone altar for ritual slaughter, it's the slab on a tomb. And we saw at least one of these roosters running around the yard even after we'd been fed.

One of our housemates bought this sheepskin hat outside the monastery, and it looked all too frighteningly natural on me:


Back in Istanbul, this museum sign would make me intensely curious if it didn't threaten me with mind-numbing boredom:
And if only Kibo could have been with us in the cab to see this work of neon along Kennedy Çaddesi on the way back to Atatürk Hava Limani (amazingly, our driver didn't even recognize the word "airport"):
Now here's an airline that takes requests:

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