I have to admit that I am scared of butterflies. Not the coloured ones, no. But the moth alikes with black or dark wings and fat torsos. I know they are more or less the same, but still I am scared. Until the other night proved me wrong.
So we were again at this classic music festival over there in Gonio because all of us liked the first time. This time, we had tickets for the front row. When we were sitting there after about 15 minutes of joy, all of a sudden such a butterfly came flying along right under my shirt. At a classic music festival. In the first row.
What to do then?At first I was a bit stunned. Then I figured it would be a bad idea to lift my shirt there. I did not want to get up and run out in the middle of the concert and it was too late for a first shock reaction anyway.
So I figured it is time for me to overcome my fear. Probably it sounds more easy then it actually was. Especially when that beast started to creep around after about 20 minutes under my shirt. Hardly couldn’t concentrate on the music anymore.
When the first break came, I smelled my chance to finally release the butterfly into its freedom. In the surrounding chaos nobody would notice anyway. Turned out eventually that it wasn’t as big as expected, fortunately.
I think I kind of like those dark coloured butterflies now. At least the smaller ones.
Attached a few photos of the other night in a restaurant up the hills, exploring the port and “Old Batumi”. First time I brought my camera down town.
I took much more photos in the meantime, but I will be going to a wedding in Tbilisi over the weekend and after that I will meet my new two sisters for the first time, so probably no posts until Monday or Tuesday. Enjoy watching the night photos in the meantime and enjoy the break 🙂