ger./engl./georg., 352 p., hardcover, 220 × 270 mm, color photos. ISBN 978-3-96311-093-1

The last corner was icy, but after two laps we made that obstacle too. The pass was right in front of us and we were looking forward to the upcoming shooting. The Delica got stuck in a snow hole, but as an experienced off-road driver Zurab could master the last hurdle. We arrived. Yes, we got stuck in the last snow hole. Forward, backward, slightly rocking. No reaction. I got out and saw the car sitting directly on the snow. We took the shovel from the roof and dug and dug and dug. It was getting colder and darker. The situation was getting tough. As it was getting even colder and our hands almost froze off, we agreed that everyone could go out only for a maximum of three minutes, then warm up again in the car at 25 degrees Celsius. Zurab wanted to run immediately and get help, but I vehemently protested: “Either both or none, but during

heavy weather and the coming night our sure death.” We decided to continue fighting.

In this book, I search for values of Georgia. And here I had found the center of values. All people in this story were diamonds in the blizzard.