The most beautiful facade
Not too keen to stay in the apartment. I need a sim card and a phone number. I find the esplanade and the seaside. Art and the beauty of nature are the best medicines for moody moods. The train is forgotten, my glasses are clean to see this new country, the largest in the Caucasus. What I see when I arrive is the most beautiful facade of this oil and gas producing country. The name azer comes from the Persian word fire. Flames just come out of the soil there is so much gas. It has been bringing energy by camel in the region and became the first world energy capital, in 1898 it produced more oil than the USA. That is where the Nobel brothers started their fortunes that allows today the wonderful prices received by Humanity for their discovery and talents.
Then came WW II and Russia, another chapter in a long history of a very desired land. But maybe it is because of Russia that it is now in the list of independent countries in the world.
I walked 4 hours and resumed my spirit and life in front of the charm of Baku where the old, the modern and the Soviet constructions blend richly. I like the color in the city. I can see the color of Malta again and it brings softness to cities.
I came back in a taxi completely exhausted. My feet will soon deserve better shoes. I have a day not to think about, where I come from, and what I will discover tomorrow. Especially since the last person I spoke to before taking the taxi to Tbilisi station had a very disturbing discourse that might have been a first break in my mood. He told me he had been a chef in New York for 8 years and did not like being back in his country. “As soon as I sell my restaurant, I leave the country. Here they are racist, they complain all the time. They are lazy, the women do all the work while the men sit and do nothing.” he said of his people. And it is on this negative statement that I leave Georgia. I am upset because I loved this country and its people. It’s a good thing that I will come back to it around December 25 and that I will leave this second time with, I hope, a more positive message.
We don’t want them to come back anymore.
They Georgian say of themselves they are lazy, and he was not the first to tell me that women work more than men. The women told me that too. They are the ones who go to work abroad and send the money to the family, the husband and the children. An important financial contribution for the government. Women here told me that they are furious when they see the men receiving the money and taking it easy with a mistress without working. These women do the housework and take care of the old people of the western countries and here we no longer want them to come back.
“In the west, it’s beautiful, it’s clean, but it’s boring”
I am now crossing from a poor country with inequalities to a rich country with also its inequalities. But with our governments in the west, democracy will have to get a facelift if we want to promote it. Democracy has lost its reputation. There is something else than what we offer. “In the west, it’s beautiful, it’s clean, but it’s boring”. It is so exciting a country to build! They might just be lucky not to have everything we have. I imagine energy and adventure in building a country.