When I went to the Tsetskhladze family to interview them, I did not expect that, in addition to hunger and cold, I would literally have to look death in the eye. One careless step may become the last one, and these words are not just an exaggeration. To get to the hut (it is simply impossible to call this building home), you need to cross the river along some structure made of wood and iron, which is held between the banks by ropes and cords wrapped around a tree. I probably wouldn’t even dare to come close to such a “bridge” if it weren’t for Ninuki and Nika, who were waiting for me and cheering me on