Cities, like people, are layered; they bear traces of the events and periods in which they lived. Batumi is also one of those layered cities. If you are lucky, you will cross paths with a few people who are willing to tell you about the past, or, like me, you can explore every inch of the city and discover the traces yourself.
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The day begins to dawn behind the green hills of Batumi; The city wakes up tired and prepares slowly. It welcomes its guests with its wide streets parallel to the sea, well-kept parks, European-like squares, and striking statues. Like a woman who has collapsed before her age and has seen things happen. She doesn’t get excited about anything. Time flows slowly.
Batumi has been defeated by history. Well, of course, it is not easy dealing with Rome, Byzantium, Ottoman, Russian, and Soviet; and to embrace Laz, Turks, Georgians, Russians, Armenians, and many more. It overcame everything but could not erase the traces of these two periods: the Tsarist and the Soviet Period.
While people of two views (Tsarist and Soviet) did not come together at the time, buildings belonging to both eras were lined up side by side on the same street. Time has become its biggest helper.
Her devrin insanı gibi, her devrin şehriydi. İktidara gelen her yönetimin gözdesi olmuştur. Tabii uygun limanı ve iklimi sayesinde.
First, a railway was laid to the port to transport the oil extracted in neighboring Azerbaijan. Afterwards, times of abundance began. The city expanded, and its population increased.
Tsardom collapsed, and the Bolsheviks prevailed over the Mensheviks. The Republic of Turkey has drawn its eastern border. In accordance with the Treaty of Kars, he left Batumi for Georgia but did not forget to say, “I’ll keep an eye on you.” Batumi is a city that existed between these tides. So forgive their contradictions and shortcomings.
Here you go for what caught my eye about the streets of Batumi:)
