The tall person explained that the pipes carry gas that supplies homes with fuel for cooking and for heating water for baths and showers. He said that because we live on a mountain of rock the pipes cannot be buried so they are above ground.
I know this network of pipes so well now that they are like a map. I don’t need satellite navigation – I navigate by gas!
When I see this pink painted pipe I know that I am nearly home.
The tall person told me that Georgia gets much of its gas from one of its adjacent neighbors, Azerbaijan. Wow, so my gas has come all the way from the Caspian Sea and through the maze of pipes in my neighborhood to my house.
But the gas pipes have to overcome many obstacles before they reach my house. You can see from these pictures that they cross roads and even pass between tree branches. Clever pipes!