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This spring, I returned to one of my favorite places—Tbilisi, Georgia’s vibrant and soulful capital. With every visit, the city surprises me, and this time, it was no different.
After a sunny morning stroll along the historic streets of the old town, I took the funicular railway up Mtatsminda, the mountain that watches over the city. The view from the top was pure poetry: Tbilisi’s rooftops glowed in the afternoon light, the Mtkvari River shimmered below, and the golden dome of Sameba Cathedral stood like a proud guardian of the past.
From there, I made my way to the Tbilisi Botanical Garden, nestled between cliffs and forest trails. Spring had painted every corner with color, but what truly took my breath away was the Japanese section—a hidden haven of peace and elegance. Sakura trees stood in full bloom, their delicate pink petals dancing in the breeze like silent music. Beneath them, a couple quietly sipped tea on a stone bench, while a group of schoolchildren laughed and ran beneath the blossoms.
As I wandered through the garden paths, I thought about the contrast and connection between Georgia and Japan—two cultures so different in language and landscape, yet so similar in their deep love for tradition, nature, and hospitality. In Tbilisi, that harmony was beautifully captured in a single moment: the Georgian sun shining on Japanese cherry blossoms.
That day, the Tbilisi sightseeing tour became more than just a travel experience—it became a journey of cultural reflection. And as the sun began to dip behind the mountains, I felt grateful to witness how two distant worlds could quietly bloom together, side by side.