Tbilisi is a city of juxtapositions. Look up from a higgledy piggledy street lined with colourful painted houses and you might see austere Soviet high-rise apartment blocks, or the hazy Caucasus mountains, as still and serene as a painted backdrop.
As digital nomads and the small plates crowd have been carried on the winds of gentrification to Berlin, Marseille and Lisbon, there is a gap in the market for a city that sits in that elusive Venn diagram crossover of cool, cheap and a little bit gritty. Tbilisi is all three in spades.
