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If only because the way to Tusheti lies through the "road of death", one of the most dangerous roads in the world.
70 km of mountainous, narrow serpentine, located at a rather really height at an angle, without barriers and protections.
You can get there only from June to October, because the rest of the time the road is covered with snow and it is closed.
From transport only an SUV or a horse :)
A distance of 70 km can be overcome in at least 5-6 hours in the mode of wild shaking over stones.
The road is really very scary , the entourage is added by crosses and monuments along the road, every 100 meters and wreckage of cars.
But, by the way, many more people die on the Tbilisi-Batumi highway.
Fear has big eyes , I think so.
The beauty and grandeur of pristine nature is what excites my soul so much, therefore now I'm sitting in a Mitsubishi Delica, with a Georgian which I see for the first time and generally have no idea where we are going.
But it's beautiful, damn it. It's worth it, definitely.
I don't know why else to live 💔