The Zamyatin family
This is a story about profound gratitude.
Once upon a time (a long time ago) our travels took us to the Livana valley in the Georgian mountains. Night. Cold. Regular — as in asphalt and concrete — roads were non-existent there, and the one that did exist was being eroded by water and stones and washed away into the ravine… And out of nowhere appeared another traveler who took us to his house, gave us a place to stay and food and was offended when we offered to pay for his troubles. There and then we understood the nature of hospitality: If you meet in the mountains a person in need and don’t help them out, they will perish. That is, it’s not about being polite; it’s about life and death. That’s where this tradition comes from.
Friends, you are doing a good thing — ‘Good’ with a capital G! Your help, your support — it is priceless! When we arrived here and saw these wonderful people, these inviting rooms, the food, we couldn’t help but cry. Thank you, Nastya! Thank you, Andrey! Thank you for your kindness and openness, for quickly solving all our problems. And, of course, for your words of consolation and support!
Thank you to those kind angels behind your back — those people whose support makes Pristanište possible and to everyone who helps you go on. And, yes, it would have been very hard without your help. Keep up the good work!
And you can count on us.
The Zamyatin family
P.S. You attract wonderful people. Thank you to everyone for their stories, for their company, for their music. In these era-defining times, people get separated, evil becomes obvious, good becomes sublime. THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR YOUR HOSPITALITY!