It was what struck me! At the intersection of two roads not far from Mtskheta from where you can see the remains of the monastery at the confluence of the Aragva and the Kura rivers there was... a booth selling beer, juice and water, and in that little booth where even one would feel squeezed there were three sellers! Healthy, young, strong... Later I found that in Georgia you need not be surprised at that. Men are hairdressers, men sell ice cream at the railway station, and not far from them... women replace rails! In the mountains, landslide blocked the road, and women undo, load and break stone. The only man is... a clerk, he ticks off counting shipped wheelbarrows.