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When I went back to the family that hosted me in Tbilisi, I was welcomed with big hugs of joy. The diner was on the table, along with my packet of cigarettes and two beers. I start- ed to tell the family about my adventures.A few days later I’m at the airport and everybody is hugging, kissing and sad to be separating. The father says, “We will not kiss each other all day long! Let’s go!” He hugs me one last timeand leaves.In France, my friends came to pick me up at the airport. They asked me tons of questions about my travels and it was hard for me to answer. My body was in France, but my mind was in Georgia.32
