AN illuminated tower soars above the clear Black Sea and the mist-covered Caucasus mountains surrounding the port town of Batumi, Georgia. Its night lights flood the skyline, revealing a new building that contrasts with the 19th-century facades of the old town and casting a warm glow over a palm tree-lined promenade of strolling lovers and giggling families. The majestic structure — the tallest on the sea’s coast — calls to mind a mosque, a library or a museum.
(New York Times, 2010)
BATUMI has also its promenade. By sunset the beach boulevard swarms of people driving or strolling. Here’s prancing horses, booming silk and parasols, and smiles and greetings just like in a South American city.
(Knud Hamsun, 1899, I Æventyrland)
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