The House with 24 Chairs

Tbilisi is a big city that is separated into "neighborhoods"--we live in Vake, which is kind of like the Manhattan of NYC (without the good bagels and pizza).

Our apartment is great (except for the fact that we don't have a dryer, dishwasher, or garbage disposal...minor details)! I think it might be bigger than our townhouse in Fairfax.

We live on the 6th floor. There is only one other apartment on our floor. When you first walk into our place, this is the hallway--it is huge. Often, it turns into a raceway for matchbox cars. If you turn left, there is the kitchen. If you turn right, you can go into the bedrooms. If you go straight through the double doors, you will be in our living room.

Here is our kitchen. The whole wall is windows and doors. Fantastic sunlight--which is very rare in Georgian apartments, so we are lucky!

While eating at the table, this is my view. I love looking out at the mountain!

When you round the corner of the kitchen, this is our formal dining room. The door slides open to close off the living room...but we never use it. You can also see AL's "teaching area" with their couch, big books, book bins, and alphabet charts.

A view of our living room from the dining room.

I am standing in the living room taking a shot of our computer area and a distant view of our dining room.

This is the hallway bathroom, better known as The Man Throne. Emet named it the first day we moved in and AL really think that is what it is called.

Hallway to the bedrooms:

Here is AL's room:

This is the bathroom in the master bedroom:

This is the master bedroom. I was going to make some funny comment about what goes on in here, but then remembered my mom reads this blog.

Here is the guest room. Look how empty and lonely it looks....COME VISIT!

Every bedroom has a balcony. We really only use it to dry our laundry though.

The guest bathroom/AL and Emet's bathroom:

One of the first mornings we were in our new apartment, I woke up and shuffled to the bathroom and was thrown back by the stench that came from somewhere within. It was beyond awful! It was a cross between rotten eggs and a large sewer plant. We called our landlord and quickly learned all about sewer gas and the piping system in Georgian apartments. There are drains on the floor of every bathroom. Some people close them off because the smell is so bad. We were told to add water to the drain every day. If we forget for one day, we are back to the cocktail of rotten eggs and sewer plants.