I spotted it from far away β towering over the city, like some kind of guardian watching over Tbilisi. And the closer I got, the more I felt its sheer grandeur.
Once I stepped inside, everything went quiet in that peculiar way β the scent of incense, the flicker of candlelight, and people lost in their own thoughts. π
I stared at the icons, the golden ornaments, and the soaring arches that seemed to disappear somewhere up above. It was all so massive that I just stood there, jaw dropped. πββοΈπ―
A little tip: step inside, even if just for five minutes of silence β Georgia's capital is loud and full of life, but in here, everything somehow settles into calm. π¬πͺπ¬πͺπ¬πͺ


