Woke up at 9:00 am. That's early by " Stayed out on the balcony half the night drinking wine and picking on a cheap guitar" standards.
There was no getting around the early hour. Today I'm bound to a schedule. I made friends with the guy who drove me from the airport to my hotel in Tbilsi originally. His name is George. He speaks no English, only his native Georgian and his not-so-native Russian. He's picking me up at 10 am to take Sergio and I to Batumi, with a stop or two along the way.