On August 27th (Monday), Grandma Sharon, Grandpa
Bryce, Lexi and I loaded all our luggage into Auntie Abby’s mega-van at 3 pm and
headed for the airport for our “four-day” journey to Tbilisi. We got on our plane at 5pm, flew to Chicago,
boarded our next plane and departed around 8pm.
We landed in Munich, Germany around noon on August 28th (Tuesday), went through
customs, collected our luggage and checked into Hotel zum Erdinger Weissbräu in
Erding, Germany.
The town of Erding is just fifteen minutes from the Munich
Airport, and the hotel we stayed in was built 400 years ago and is currently
owned by a well-known beer company. It
was the perfect place to stay for an overnight stop-over. (The other option was to hang out in the airport with a jet-lagged two-year-old from lunch time till 9 PM.)
We caught a quick nap, took a refreshing shower, and had time to window shop and explore before going to dinner outdoors at a Bavarian restaurant surrounded by ruins. Grandpa Bryce enjoyed his meal so much, I doubt he’ll soon forget how tasty it was. Despite the jetlag, Lexi was such a trooper. She slept just five hours on the plane and made it through the day without a single meltdown, and was still able to sleep a full eleven hours that night.
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| Bavarian restaurant Zeitlos in Erding, Germany |
We caught a quick nap, took a refreshing shower, and had time to window shop and explore before going to dinner outdoors at a Bavarian restaurant surrounded by ruins. Grandpa Bryce enjoyed his meal so much, I doubt he’ll soon forget how tasty it was. Despite the jetlag, Lexi was such a trooper. She slept just five hours on the plane and made it through the day without a single meltdown, and was still able to sleep a full eleven hours that night.
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| Lexi's first ride on a train/metro. |
By ten in the morning we were all up and getting showered
for some exploring and a Georgian dinner.
Tom took us to Old Town, the part of Tbilisi that retains its historic
buildings and charm. All the streets are narrow, winding, and cobblestone or hand-laid brick. Most of the buildings have wrap-around balconies and sit at the foot of Narakala Fortress. In this area there are also ancient sulfur spring baths and some realy old churches, a mosque and a synagog. There was a lot of reconstruction going on at the time we were there because Tbilisi, the capital of the country, was getting ready for their parlamentary elections and everything was being refurbished, repaired, and repainted.
There are also several restaurants in Old Town. Adjacent to the main square there are Arabic, Indian, Chinese, French and of course Georgian restaurants. We chose Restaurant Seidabadi, which smelled really good and appeared to serve Moroccan and Georgian food. The place was deserted due to the time of day and we were able to choose a booth with lots of cushions. We ordered way more than we could eat and discovered that Georgian cheese is rather salty and some of them are smoked, Coke still comes in small glass bottles and have lots of fizz, and meals cost about a half of what they would cost in the states. Dad had his first taste of Georgian beer and both he and Tom agreed it was pretty good.
After dinner, we weary travelers were ready to pass out again. I think we all slept pretty well that night.


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