HUALING
CITY
If you fly into Tbilisi after dark, from the airplane window it's impossible to miss the huge, fully illuminated box-shaped structure at the edge of the city. This is the 5- star Hualing Hotel, the prominent figurehead of the Hualing City project. Stretching down the hill behind the hotel are a collection of apartment blocks known locally as the Chinese district. Not that there is much Chinese about it except that is was built and financed by a Chinese company. The architecture is a little different and less austere than the neighbouring apartment buildings but none of the staff or residents in this complex are Chinese. There are no Chinese signs, shops or restaurants. Curiously, though, as you punch in your entry code at the front door a recorded voice will greet you in Chinese.
We were in Georgia to prepare, ride and guide a mountain bike tour in the Caucasus. While we were not on the road we had the use of a functionally furnished apartment.
During the first couple of days, not yet knowing our way around and the hotel being such a prominent landmark we would be picked up and dropped- off at the hotel main entrance, where after being greeted by the doorman and smiled at by the receptionists we made our way through the vast lobby out the rear door and on to our humble apartment. At first we had no Wifi connection so we would regularly pop into the hotel to catch up on our mails and messages or , as the apartment was not air conditioned, just to escape the heat for a while.

If
New York is known as the city that never sleeps then Tbilisi is the
city that goes to bed late and doesn't want to get up in the
morning. Even in this relatively quiet corner of the city the
traffic and street noises go on until deep into the night .. but in
the mornings it's quiet ….in Georgia it is, so I'm told, impolite
to make appointments or do business before 10am!
Opposite
the lower gate you'll find a fruit and vegetable stall under a
parasol and a taxi halt where the drivers wait in the baking sun
for fares. You may well, like us, get to know the regular drivers
quite well, taxis are cheap especially if you know the going rate and
they realise you're not a 5-star tourist. The neighbouring district
consist of huge grey apartment blocks in varying degrees of decay and
neglect, decorated with weeds and washing lines that add a touch of
individuality and a reluctant charm. In,
under and between these concrete blocks, if you take the trouble
, you will discover several small general stores, grocers
and bakers. Take a short walk further downhill past kiosks where you
can fill plastic bottles with cheap beer, an overgrown building site,
two wrecked cars and a dubious looking garage and you will be
surprised to find 'Ori Tona' an attractive, modern, bar, brewery and
restaurant. A row of polished copper brewery kettles form the
background and an attractive young waitress will help you choose
from a variety of beers. There is every chance that someone at a nearby table will offer
you a glass of vodka... and a sausage.
Even
closer to the complex, on the other side of the road, between the
car-wash and a second hand car tyre dealer, another surprise, the
sign says take away pizza but it is a cool and pleasant place just to
sit on the original and modern patio and drink coffee
(or beer), the is pizza optional.
For a more perverse pleasure you can visit 'The Family' supermarket directly next to the Hualing project... simply because it is such a contrast with the rest of Georgia! Everywhere else whether in cities, villages or small towns even the smallest general stores are fully stocked sometimes leaving little space for customers. Shop owners and assistants, well - most Georgians, are open, helpful, friendly and often inquisitive. Not here! Here you will find an amazing oasis of unfriendliness and bad manners. In this, clean, fresh, well laid-out, spacious supermarket there are always some empty shelves and everyday products are frequently unavailable The staff (the family?) are at best disinterested, at worst openly irritated if you happen to interrupt a delicate nail varnishing session or an important telephone conversation.
One morning a new girl at the check-out smiled at me, we never saw her again!
