Slate’s latest Dispatch has three correspondents crossing the Turkish-Georgian border drunk on bicycles. A good time is had by all in the post-Soviet (and post-Apocalyptic?) playground, all topped off with a special appearance from one of The Economist’s favourite straight-up gangsta niggaz. For those about to embark on travels to the Caucasus (ahem… Chirol…), read on.

Comments to this entry
Dave
February 13, 2007
9:08 am
Younghusband
February 13, 2007
2:48 pm
Isaac
February 13, 2007
9:19 pm
Word up, Chirol - Rep-Re-Sent, uh, boyeee...