The Time Of Our Lives

I have been waiting for this day for a year now. MY seniors’ banquet. I knew some of the seniors from last year, Lado, of course. But I didn’t know them or as many as I do this year.

This senior group was one of a kind. Everyone said so, its not just me being biased. They have a high percentage of talent and beauty. Several of the girls are on track to be national dancers, they have fantastic singers, and I saw one of the boys on a national quiz show. They are loved by the younger kids because they are kind and inclusive (as opposed to last years seniors who were mostly jerks). They are light hearted and just like to be happy. So to be able to toast to them and dance with them was special for me.

I had to walk from my host family’s house to town in my suit, which makes me feel awkward. Imagine being dressed up and walking 20 minutes on potholed, dusty roads past pigs, nosey neighbors and dodging cowshit. Not fun. But on the way, I was stopped twice to take a picture with a baby.

The venue was changed from last year. So I didn’t know exactly where I was going, I figured I would get to town and see people. Which is exactly what happened.

They were gathered in the circle in front of the theater…. waiting. Eventually the seniors started trickling in. A speaker system was produced from the heart of the theater building and blasted music. They called it a flash mob, but it was in fact a mini concert by the seniors!!! It was so good I couldn’t stop smiling.









Then they walked off like nothing happened onto a red carpet that just happened to be in the middle of the street to the restaurant. No Big Deal.

I gotta give them props. That was ballin’ status.


Once inside the venue, they of course had to dance to ‘We are the World’. They the night was sprinkled with choreographed dances mixed with Georgian dances. (This is definitely residual from Soviet times, where EVERYTHING had to be rehearsed) After ten or so toasts and the rehearsed dances were finished, we all danced and danced and danced.



Once the moms had some shots of cognac, they too started dancing. I was passed around like a top to first take photos, then to dance with them. Oh so fun!!

The food just kept coming and coming. I still can not wrap my mind around the abundance of food at supras. I KNOW that the idea is to overwhelm guests with food, I KNOW that, yet I am still always overwhelmed.

Of course my English Club girls were beautiful. They had a great time. Sofo and Megi had the foresight to bring a change of clothes. Sofo went a step further and had what seemed like multiple costume changes.



I looked up and it was 3 in the morning. So I stumbled home, drenched in sweat, and went to bed.

My camera was not charged fully, so I was not able to get the amount of pictures that I wanted, but these hopefully will paint the scene. I ripped some from the Interwebs.

















“Now I’ve had the time of my life
No I never felt like this before
If I swear it’s the truth
And I owe it all to you
‘Cause I’ve had the time of my life
And I owe it all to you”

(I’ve Had) The Time Of My Life, Bill Medley



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