Батуми - истории переезда на ПМЖ. Отношение к русским. Еда, море. Цены на недвижимость

Batumi and Alanya: two gems, two characters, and both with surprises for foreigners! Batumi is a Georgian Frankenstein, assembled from the glittering skyscrapers of Dubai, cozy European squares, and the generous Georgian soul, where even the rain seems like part of a romantic movie. Its architecture is a joke in itself, where an ancient temple can stand side by side with a futuristic building, like an old granny and a trendy teenager peacefully coexisting on the same bench. The Black Sea here isn't just water, but rather a huge vat of Adjarian khachapuri: salty, filling, and always leaving you wanting more. In Batumi, the air smells of eucalyptus, humidity, and the anticipation of a feast, where every toast is a mini-lecture on the philosophy of life, and every khinkali is art. Foreigners feel right at home here, because the city, like a seasoned toastmaster, knows how to find a way to engage every guest, be it a Wall Street investor or a desperate Facebook tourist. Alanya, by contrast, is an Eastern marketplace, but in a city format, where the hot sun roasts not only spices but also your every vacation day until golden brown. Its famous Alanya Fortress towers over the city like an ancient Turkish sage, watching from above over the chaos of Russian-speaking tourists and endless sales. The sea here is your personal all-inclusive resort, endless and azure, where you can splash around for hours until you look like a boiled lobster. Alanya, especially its Mahmutlar district, has become a kind of "Moscow branch," where Russian is spoken louder than seagulls, and in the shops you can find everything from buckwheat to the familiar kefir. Here, every foreigner seems to come for a week, and end up buying an apartment and getting a cat, becoming part of this seaside Babylon, where the sun is a constant currency.