Impressions of the Aftermath
The thoughts of war are always horrifying, they leave everlasting memories not easily torn from those who experienced them. After reading what happened here in this small paradise I will leave it to you the “reader” to decide if you wish to pursue the horrors that occurred during this time period. See more here. I could get stuck here without sharing with you my impressions of the aftermath. Thus I will spend a few moments to share my thoughts.
Left over Scars, Yet they Smile
The acts that were perpetuated on both sides left me heart broken. But what can never be erased is still seen, the now abandoned buildings show the scars left over from this war. Hidden memories walk with those who lived through this, yet they smile. This is their country, their home, it’s easy to see they are a very industrious and business savvy despite what still is visible. It should be a reminder of all those who have experienced war and a deterrent to those who wish to perpetuate it. To quote one of my own ancestors, “War is Hell”.
This is Abkhazia
If this is true, and we all know it is, then Abkhazia is an example of what can transpire afterward. Who would have thought paradise follows this, thousands of Russians and many other tourists will attest to this fact. It’s a favorite destination point where those who come get tanned and relax by the sea, visit it’s magnificent mountains, or explore its many wonders. This is Abkhazia!
White Milky Skin, Lobsterized
On our second day in paradise we decided to visit the beach, always first things first. The white milky skin needs to soak up the rays from the Abkhazian sky, the family wished to share the tans of those who already glistening all around us. But where do we choose, a quiet beach (not found), finding our little patch of pebbles (sorry no sandy beaches) seemed elusive, especially if we wanted some shade. Then after searching we found our little pot of gold to either burn or tan. Hopefully the latter. At the end of the day the family went back to our host home a little darker, myself lobsterized but happy.