The sweaty mountain

Kazbegi, end of March, 2019

I am deeply attracted to alleys, to secondary roads, to forgotten and shabby spaces, free from the petty influence of mass tourism.

Near to Gudauri, repaired from the luxurious ski resorts and hidden on the back of Kazbegi, the precious mecca of mountain lovers and internet likes, there is *** a village in almost total isolation in a marvellous gorge, surrounded by towers that are now fragments, behind gigantic peaks covered in snow and wrinkly pastures.