I'm in Tbilisi, Georgia.
It's a scouting expedition, funded by a large consulting company, that could lead to a job here. Or... not. There will probably be a bid, I'll probably be part of it, then it's out of our hands. We won't know until well past New Year's.
My second evening here, I was talking to Claudia on Skype, and doing the usual first-time-in-country stuff: the airport was very good, the traffic is crazy, the people seem nice, it's another one of those alphabets. And she said to me, "Careful. Don't get too emotionally invested."
I keep wanting to write a post about Georgia. It's an interesting country, and there's plenty to say, even on just four days' acquaintance. But part of my brain seems to be interpreting that as... investment.
What I can say: the climate is warmer than Yerevan's. The food, so far, seems better. The people are more expressive. The alphabet looks like Elvish. The spoken language is impenetrable.
Maybe I'll have more to say in a bit.