Building BASE Jump Tbilisi Georgia 🇬🇪

Tbilisi Soviet BASE Jump 🇬🇪

I had a dream to jump off an old and ugly soviet apartment building.  

The Georgians are good at partying, I’ve noticed this in countries/places where there is repression. Give them an opportunity to release… they go wild. Japan is similar. Berlin was born out of it.

Whilst partying in Bassani. I took a breather and started speaking to a Georgian.

I really like  the Georgians.

They are Raw and authentic. Their attitude reminds me a lot of the northern Irish. Built out of hard times.

It doesn’t surprise me that many great warriors come out of Georgia.

I told him about my dream of jumping off an old-soviet building. He said just let me know when and where and  I will help.

Couple days later at  4:30am the Georgian picks me up in his car and we drive around tbsili hunting the perfect soviet building.

It’s a  little bit difficult there…. roof access is sometimes tricky and telephone wires corrupt the landing areas.

At 3pm we  found the perfect building, but with the roof locked.

Over looking Tbilisi there is a statue of a woman hold a sword and a bowl of wine. “Kartlis Deda” (Mother of a Georgian)

The metaphor is: the wine comes to greet those who come as friends, in the right hand a sword for those who come as enemies.

With outmost respect and friendless the Georgian approaches the locked roof door situation by going and speaking with the person who manages the building.

In a friendly and respectful manner he simply tells them exactly what I intend to do and if we could borrow the key.

We were given the key.

I fucking love the Georgians. They embody this whole principle of show respect get respect 10 fold back. Love it.

You try this in the UK and they would cry and call the police.

Next morning.

I stand on the edge.

Arms spread. Absorbing everyone pixel of the city in my vision. Breathing in the city’s soul.

Controlled. Jump. Land.

Madloba!

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