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Refugees from the war finding safety in Georgia, for now
Is ignorance bliss?
When most of us think of refugees, we have a specific image. Yours is different than mine. However, I can only speak from mine.
I am currently in Tbilisi, Georgia, and have been here for three days what a beautiful city. However, that differs from what this post is about; that will come later.
I have met two people in the hotels where I am staying. One was a Russian girl, and the other a Ukrainian. Both have fled their countries due to the war, something else I had not experienced until I came to this side of the world.
Yet this part of the world has had its battles throughout history, and Georgia has only been recognized as a country since 1991, shortly before the fall of the Soviet Union.
The first non-Baltic republic of the Soviet Union officially declared independence (google told me).
Wow, right?
The Russian girl told me she left about a year ago, right when the war began, and the guy from Ukraine did not say, but he was also in Israel for the past nine months but found it difficult to get papers to stay there, so he left.
Plus, it was so expensive, and he said Georgia reminds him of home, and he likes it much better.
