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I have only spent one day in Tblisi before I meet with the Swedish Consulate and if I already felt things were amazingly brilliant before, it got a whole lot better. I was offered two jobs, one teaching English to kids at a small private school, in fact one full day a week with four classes, 5th, 6th and 9th grade. First day today, real lovely job! The other job, teaching Swedish to a group of entusiastic adults at an office is also starting today and i am quite excited. It is totally new to me and if i never thought when I was a kid that I would grow up to study engineering I even less considered teaching to be an option. change is good.

I might also have a photography job coming up, it is more unclear and it will be sorted in the near future. I do hold my thumbs and fingers crossed for this one.

It is likely that I am the luckiest man alive since I met up some NGOs the other day, during a demonstartion in the town center. The neede an engineer for some straw bale construction and I hope to have tiome to get engaged in that as well. I feel happy to have a few balls flying again, i realise how much I like the creative stress of haveing loads to think about and for sure my brain has had a fair bit of rest lately.

I am renting an apartment with a German girl, we are sharing a two bed room russian style dark apartment in the Delisi district of town. Even though hot water supply seems to a bit irregular, when we have it is from hot spring, thus smells of shit, but is apperently good for you. Not for the social partof life though, smelling of sulphur has not proved to be an aphrodisiac. Food is so cheap and tasty that cookinjg at home becomes almost hard to motivate, at least before getting tired of melted cheese and dumpling style pasta.

So, what more, yes, did I mention that some things here are quite fucked? Like the use of educated people? I met a man on the bus yesterday, he started talking to me. He looked like a bum, dirty clothing and an old dirty cap on his head. He told me he was collecting cans, while pullling out a no name bottle from one of the bags, he told me that the money in the coca cola bottles, not in the no name ones. I was surprised to hear that he acctually was a translator, German and English to Georgian but that he had to collect cans. It is a world of contrasts, last night coming home i also met a doctor working in a tobacco store. It is clear that some thinks that things were better during the Sovjet times, while others are more satisfied with the current government.

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