"Here I am in a little internet cafe again, in the town of Borjomi in the mountains of western Georgia. About a week ago, I had my last black tea in a glass at a cafe in Azerbaijan. Then I crossed into Georgia close to Lagodekhi, at a quiet little border gate in woodland with horses and foals running wild. The border guards all sang some song with a bit in it that goes ‘oh Susanna’. I don’t know really what they were singing and nobody seemed to quite know the tune properly, but anyway, I got through into Georgia with no problem. "
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