Deep Thoughts

I just bought my Tbilisi-Istanbul ticket for August and one of the meal options was 'Low Protein.' Not vegetarian, there were three options for you guys- Indian vegetarian, Asian vegetarian or Vegan. But low protein. Who is this for? Dudes who had too much protein shake at the gym yesterday? Recovering anemics? Those who aren't superstitious, but just a little stictious?

There are lots of underpasses here, which is really nice because you can avoid crossing some street. This is a good thing because I swear it's like that 1980's videogame 'Frogger.' If you make it off the curb and all the way to the median, you are likely to get smushed in by the left hand turners.

Back to the underpasses, in the one I pass every day there are three tiny little offices. They sort of look like KGB interrogating rooms, with an empty desk, two chairs, and a single lightbulb dangling from the ceiling, but I've deduced that the first one is a for xeroxing and the second one is for something internet related. But the third one is a complete mystery. It is always darker than the others and has three chairs, a TV, and a little curtained off area. Every morning I walk by and there is someone different sitting in the chair, having coffee, watching TV, in house slippers. Sometimes it's an old woman, sometimes two, sometimes an old man. Ok, I guess they are all older. What is this place??? Rent a living room? I walk by at night and there's no one there so it's not a sleep over place. In my head you get up, start heading to work, realize you are an hour early, so what are you going to do? Rent a living room, that's what! Take your shoes off, have some coffee, maybe your morning cigarette, watch the news, you know.