Unbelievable Tatikos Villa in Tsavkisi, Georgia: You WON'T Believe Your Eyes!
Unbelievable Tatikos Villa: Tsavkisi…More Like… Unbelievably Amazing (Mostly!)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from Unbelievable Tatikos Villa in Tsavkisi, Georgia. And trust me, the name isn't just hyperbole. It mostly lives up to the hype. Let's be real, though, perfection is boring, right? So let's dive into the good, the slightly-less-good, the "huh?" moments, and the stuff that straight-up made me giggle with delight.
First Impressions & Accessibility (and my questionable ankle):
Finding the place felt like a treasure hunt, winding through the absolutely gorgeous Georgian countryside. Think rolling hills, charming villages… and a few hairpin turns that had me questioning my driving skills. (Note to self: invest in a bumper sticker that says "I brake for Photogenic Cows.") Sadly, I can't say much about its accessibility for wheelchairs. While the reviews rave about the "facilities for disabled guests" I didn't personally check this out, but will leave it to the user to find the information.
They do have a free car park (a massive win, especially with these views!), but the paths to some areas might be a little… uneven. I had twisted my ankle a few days before my trip, so I was navigating with a slight wobble and definitely appreciated the available elevator, which was a godsend.
Rooms, Glorious Rooms (and that incredible view…):
My room? Chef's kiss. Seriously. I booked a room with an "extra long bed" (because, you know, comfort is key), and it was a dream. The "blackout curtains" were essential for those late-morning lie-ins, and the "free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" actually worked – a rare and beautiful thing. The "mirror" was strategically placed for maximum selfie potential, naturally, and the "air conditioning" was a lifesaver against that Georgian sunshine. Oh, and the "slippers!" Bless them. Little fluffy havens for tired feet.
The view, though? Woof. Absolutely breathtaking. I swear, I spent half my time just staring out the window, pretending I was a wealthy recluse contemplating the meaning of life. Speaking of which, they have "non-smoking rooms" – a definite plus for a clean breathing experience.
Food, Glorious Food (and my expanding waistline):
Okay, let's talk about the food. The "breakfast [buffet]" was a monster. A glorious, carb-laden monster. Think mountains of fresh Georgian bread, cheese, eggs, and… okay, I may have overdone it on the pastries. But hey, "breakfast in room" is available if you're feeling shy. There are "restaurants" with "A la carte", "buffet", "Asian and Western cuisine" options (more on that later). They even offered "alternative meal arrangement", which pleased the veggie in our group.
The "poolside bar" was a particular highlight. Picture this: sun, a cocktail with a tiny umbrella, and that mind-blowing view. Perfection. The "coffee/tea in restaurant" was top-notch, and the "bottle of water" they leave in your room is a thoughtful touch. They also offer "room service [24-hour]" (ideal for late-night snack attacks) and "Snack bar" which is great!
Relaxation Station: The Spa, the Pool, and the… Sauna? (Mostly Wonderful, Honestly):
Right, let's talk relaxation. The "swimming pool [outdoor]" is stunning. "Pool with view" is an understatement. It felt like swimming in a painting. They have a "sauna" and a "steamroom," which, after a day of exploring, was heavenly. And they have an (extra cost) "Spa" with a variety of treatments. I opted for the "Body scrub" and "Massage" (because, you know, self-care). The masseuse was amazing and the treatment itself just melting all the tension with the relaxing experience.
I didn't personally try the "Foot bath" or the "Fitness center", but my travel companions were ecstatic about the availability of doing exercises.
I really wanted to use the Couple's room as my "happy place", but it was unfortunately not available.
Keeping it Clean (and Safer Than My Kitchen):
They take "cleanliness and safety" seriously. Like, really seriously. They use "Anti-viral cleaning products," have "Daily disinfection in common areas," and "staff trained in safety protocol". They even have "Room sanitization opt-out available" if you are not comfortable with sanitization. There was "Hand sanitizer" everywhere, and "rooms sanitized between stays". They're clearly mindful of the current climate.
The Little Things (or, Why I Almost Lost My Mind at Checkout):
- Internet Access: The "Internet" and "Wi-Fi in public areas" were reliable, which is a huge plus for staying connected.
- Services: They have "concierge" services and "Daily housekeeping," which kept the place looking pristine. They even have "Laundry service" and "Dry cleaning" available.
- Things to do: The "Gift/souvenir shop" (because, you know, gotta buy a tacky fridge magnet) was a nice touch, the "Terrace" was useful, and the "Bar" which was a great way to end the day. Also, they help to arrange you "Airport transfer" (which is great)
- For the Kids: I did not travel with any kids, but the presence of "Babysitting service" would be a great help.
- More: They have "Car park [free of charge]," "CCTV in common areas," "Front desk [24-hour]" and more.
The "Huh?" Moments:
- The Asian Cuisine: Okay, so they advertised "Asian cuisine in restaurant." I’m not entirely sure what they considered "Asian." Let's just say it was… unique. But hey, at least it gave us something to talk about.
- The Signage: It was all a bit inconsistent. Some things were clearly marked, others… less so. But hey, that added to the charm, right? (Probably not.)
The Imperfections were minimal The imperfections were minor and almost added to the charm.
My Verdict: Go! And bring me back a bottle of Georgian wine!
Look, Unbelievable Tatikos Villa isn't perfect. But the good FAR outweighs the slightly-off moments. The location is stunning, the rooms are gorgeous, the food (mostly) delicious, and the overall vibe is one of relaxed luxury. The staff are friendly and accommodating. They even have a proposal spot! (Hint, hint to potential fiancés out there.)
My personal highlight? That view. The view alone is worth the trip.
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Tatikos Villa Tsavkisi: A Georgian Romp (Maybe a Little Too Much Romp?)
Okay, let's be honest, writing a travel "itinerary" feels a bit pretentious when you're meant to be relaxing. But here's the (mostly) planned chaos that is my trip to Tatikos Villa in Tsavkisi, Georgia. Buckle up, buttercups, it's gonna be… something.
Day 1: Arrival & "Welcome to Georgia!" (aka Carb Overload)
- Morning (or whenever I actually drag myself out of bed): Flight lands in Tbilisi. Immigration? Praying my passport photo isn't too embarrassing. Airport chaos? Probably. I swear, I'm a magnet for delayed baggage.
- Late Afternoon: Taxi (negotiating price – already bracing myself for the inevitable bargaining showdown) to Tsavkisi. The drive? Supposed to be picturesque, mountains and all. I'm picturing myself staring out the window, trying to absorb the culture, the light, the… uh… something.
- Arrival at Tatikos Villa: Oh, HELLO! The pictures looked amazing, right? I hope the reality lives up to the hype, because otherwise, I'm going to be seriously reconsidering my life choices. The place is remote, which I'm actually in to, because the hustle and bustle are a lot right now. Unpacking - or throwing my suitcase into a corner because I can’t be bothered. Finding the "welcome" goodies. Hopefully, there's wine. Obviously. I'm already picturing myself on the balcony with a glass, the sunset, the… wait, is that a bug? Okay, deep breaths.
- Evening: Dinner at the villa, hopefully cooked by someone who actually knows what they're doing (no offense, Google Translate). The menu claims to be traditional Georgian, which means I'm preparing myself for a face-off with my love/hate relationship with cheese. I'm really hoping for Khachapuri (the cheese boat!), but also maybe the Khinkali (Georgian dumplings). I just remember reading that you have to eat the Khinkali a certain way to avoid getting the broth everywhere, and I can’t remember what it is… Is it bite the nipple and suck?! Or is it bite the side?! This is going to be embarrassing. Wine flowing. Talking to the other guests if there are any. And then the inevitable, "How was your day?" conversations where I feel the need to appear "cultured and worldly" even though I only just got here. Bedtime: collapsing.
Day 2: Tbilisi Daytrip – History, Hustle and Heartbreak… over a Souvenir Scarf?
- Morning: Wake up. Regret all the wine. Stumble towards coffee. Decide to actually shower. Get dressed. Realize I forgot a hairbrush. Swear.
- Mid-Morning: Taxi to Tbilisi. This is the "culture" part, allegedly. We're talking old churches, narrow streets, and the sulfur baths (tempting, but the thought of exposing myself in a public bath makes me shudder). Planning to hit the Narikala Fortress (should have a great view, if I can handle the dizzying heights). The Freedom Square, which sounds very official and important. And the Bridge of Peace (which looks like a giant, shiny, metal thing).
- Afternoon: Exploring Tbilisi’s old town and the cobblestone streets. I'm already mentally preparing to get lost. Buy something from the local markets (of course). Get slightly overwhelmed by the sheer number of "unique" souvenirs. Try to barter. Fail miserably. End up buying a ridiculously overpriced scarf (that I'll probably never wear) because the shopkeeper's guilt trip was that good. This is a regular thing for me.
- Evening: Dinner in Tbilisi (trying for something different from the cheese). I'm craving… spice. Maybe try a restaurant that's recommended. Or maybe I'll just pick a place at random and then silently judge my choice. Maybe a concert or some sort of entertainment, if there is anything. Taxi back to Tsavkisi, exhausted and slightly richer than I was, hopefully. Bedtime: Early.
Day 3: Wine, Wonderfulness, and an Unexpected Goat Encounter (Probably)
- Morning: Decide to sleep in. This is my vacation, after all.
- Mid-Morning: Wine tasting at a local vineyard. Apparently, Georgia invented wine. Who knew? Tasting the local wines. Trying to sound like I know what I am doing, "Ah, yes, the notes of… plum! And a hint of… disappointment!" (Kidding! Mostly.) Learn about the Qvevri method (age-old Georgian winemaking technique).
- Afternoon: Hiking in the countryside. Let's be honest: I'm not exactly a mountain goat. This is going to be more like "gentle strolling," punctuated by frequent rest stops and the occasional existential crisis about the meaning of life. Hopefully, the scenery will be worth it. Encountering some local animals. A goat? A sheep? A runaway donkey? I'm putting my money on the goat.
- Evening: Return to the villa. Dinner. Sharing stories with fellow guests if there are any. (Or maybe just secretly judging their travel style from a safe distance.) Hoping the sunset is as beautiful as I imagine. Bedtime: Not too late, because tomorrow's the… gulp…
Day 4: The Georgian Cooking Class – Disaster or Delight? (aka, I'm probably going to set something on fire)
- Morning: Anticipation (and slight anxiety). Today's the day: a Georgian cooking class. Apparently, I'm going to learn how to make Khachapuri, Khinkali, and maybe some other dishes that I can't even pronounce. The thought of making food is enough for me to stay awake.
- Afternoon: The cooking class. The instructor is probably going to be incredibly patient with me and my lack of culinary skills. Chopping vegetables? Wish me luck. Kneading dough? Pretty sure I'll end up with something that looks like a brick. Stealing bits of cheese when no one is looking. The whole experience could be great, but I'm also fully prepared to set something on fire. Hopefully, I won’t have to call for help.
- Evening: Eating my (hopefully edible) culinary creations. Trying to act pleased even if it tastes like burnt cardboard. Drinking more wine to mask the taste. Taking a photo of everything and sending it to my friends, pretending I’m this amazing home cook. Remembering I’m not. Bedtime: Early, and maybe with an antacid.
Day 5: Relaxation, Reflection, and the Departure Blues… or at Least, Mild Sadness
- Morning: Sleep in. Reading. Journaling (trying to capture the memories, before they fade into a wine-fueled haze). Maybe a massage if they're offering it. Doing nothing. Just… breathing.
- Afternoon: Wandering around Tsavkisi one last time. Saying goodbye to the scenery. Contemplating the meaning of "home" and what I will make of this place. Drinking coffee, and enjoying a moment of peace before the world comes crashing back.
- Evening: Packing the suitcase (again). Trying to figure out what to bring home to friends and family. Dinner at the villa. One last glass of Georgian wine (of course). Feeling a pang of sadness that the trip is ending. But, hey, at least I have a collection of memories (and a ridiculous scarf) to show for it.
- Departure (The next day): Getting that taxi back to the airport. Saying a final goodbye to Tatikos Villa. Planning my return trip as soon as I step off those grounds.
Okay, so that's the vague outline. Real-life? Probably much messier. But that's half the fun, right? Wish me luck… and may the cheese boats be ever in my favor!
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Unbelievable Tatikos Villa: The Unfiltered Truth (Mostly)
1. Okay, Seriously, What IS This Place? Is it Actually “Unbelievable”?
Alright, alright, settle down. “Unbelievable” feels a little… ambitious as a branding exercise, doesn't it? But yeah, it *kind of* is. Think rustic charm meets slightly wonky execution. Imagine someone’s dream house, built with a serious dose of passion... and maybe a touch of questionable structural engineering. You're in Tsavkisi, this tiny mountain village and, honestly, it's the kind of place where even the cows look like they're judging everything. If you like polished perfection, RUN. If you crave something *real* and a little bit bonkers, then come right in. Prepare for surprises. Big ones.
2. The Photos... They Look *Amazing*. Are They Photoshopped?
Look, I'm not going to swear on a stack of Khachapuri that they're *completely* untouched, a little judicious use of filters might be at play. The views... they are 100% real. The sunsets? Out of this world. The house itself? It's *mostly* as advertised, just... maybe a little more… "lived in" than you expect. Think less pristine magazine spread, and more, "This is where somebody *lives*." Which means a few dents here, a chipped tile there, but it adds to the character, right? (Right?)
3. The Food! Tell Me About the Food! I heard there will be Khachapuri.
Oh. My. God. The food. Forget everything you thought you knew about delicious. Forget diets, calorie counting, and any semblance of self-control. There will be Khachapuri, yes. Glorious, cheesy, artery-clogging Khachapuri. And then there's the *other* stuff! Fresh-baked breads, stews that will make you weep with joy, grilled meats infused with smoky goodness, and vegetables that actually *taste* like vegetables (a revelation if you're from, say, the US). Word of warning: Pace yourself. Seriously. You will be tempted to eat everything. And you probably should. But maybe strategically. I'm still regretting that fourth piece of Adjaruli Khachapuri. (But also... not really.)
4. Is The Staff Friendly? I’m Awkward and Nervous.
Okay, so here's the deal: the staff is genuinely *kind*. They're also... definitely not used to dealing with neurotic tourists. There's a language barrier, for sure. But they radiate a sense of warmth that transcends words. Expect enthusiastic gestures, lots of pointing, and the occasional offering of homemade wine that might leave you a *little* wobbly, but definitely happy. (Happier). Just remember: a smile goes a long way. And maybe brush up on your Georgian phrases. Or just mime eating until they give you the food. You'll be fine. Really, you will.
5. What About the Rooms? Are They Comfortable?
Comfortable? Well, that depends on your definition. Think charmingly rustic. Expect cozy, and maybe a little bit… basic. The sheets might not be Egyptian cotton, but they're clean. The beds are…beds. They'll do the job after a day of hiking and stuffing your face with Georgian delicacies. The views from the rooms, though? Absolutely insane. I spent a full hour just staring out the window, convinced I was dreaming. Seriously, it’s worth roughing it a bit for *that*.
6. Okay, Okay, But What's The *Worst* Thing About The Villa? Be Honest!
Alright, fine. Let's get real for a second. The wifi. It's... patchy. Like, "barely-there" patchy. So if you're addicted to your phone, prepare for withdrawal. Or, even better, embrace the disconnect. Let yourself be present. Look up from your screen and *breathe*. The other thing is: it sometimes feels like you're crashing a private residence... in a good way, because it really *is* somebody's paradise. It's not a slick hotel. It feels like you crash a family holiday.
7. I'm Clumsy And Have A History Of Falling... Is there any potential for injury???
Well... the paths are stone. The stairs... well not exactly designed to current safety standards. There might be some loose stones here and there. And one time, while taking a stroll, I did manage to trip over a stray goat. So probably, yes. You probably will find yourself in a precarious position. Consider it an adventure, bring bandaids, and maybe some sort of injury insurance.
8. Would You Go Back?
Without a doubt. Even with the patchy wifi and the slightly wonky stairs, I'd go back in a heartbeat. It's a place that gets under your skin, in the best possible way. It's not perfect. It's real. And it's unforgettable. I still dream about the Khachapuri, and the sunsets. And the slightly bewildered expression on the goat's face when I tripped. Book it. Just... book it. And tell them I sent you. Maybe.
9. Anything Else I Need to Know? Like, REALLY Know?
Yeah. Bring comfortable walking shoes. Pack some bug spray (those mountain mosquitos *mean* business!). Learn a few basic Georgian phrases ("Gamargjoba" means "hello" and will get you far). And most importantly: Go with an open mind, a hearty appetite, and a willingness to embrace the unexpected. Oh, and maybe bring a phrasebook. And a sense of adventure. And… you know what? Just go. And tell me what you think. I need to relive the experience vicariously. And maybe start looking for plane tickets for my return trip…
