Abkhazia is fabulous, as if painted with oil on canvas, a country. But when you get to New Athos, in the town with a huge ancient long-time not restored monastery, you understand that it is not necessary to go further. In this city we fell purely by chance, planned to stay in Pitsunde. But I did not regret how they came to the new Athos. Each morning in this town began with the bells of the bells. The ministers of the monastery called people to serve. You leave the house, and the air of fresh, the smell of cypress and the aroma of unknown flower shrubs will captivate and fascinates. Everything around bright green, here is a small, but very beautiful waterfall. On the way to the monastery, freshly squeezed tangerine juice. You can drink water here from everywhere, because it is mountain, and therefore extraordinarily pure and tasty. The beaches here are empty, not touched by anyone, you can relax in the sea shore and do not think about anything. New Athos differs from other cities that are calm, lack of tourists, and a monastery, painting against the background of the mountains, helps to feel closer to God.
