A Quiet Escape to Signagi — A Place That Made Me Write

I didn’t plan to write anything today.

I wasn’t carrying a journal, had no “blog day” marked in my calendar. But something about Signagi — the calm air, the soft mountain light, the slow pace of everything — pulled words out of me. This city, without even trying, gave me the space to sit still, to reflect, and to write.

That’s the beauty of travel sometimes — it surprises you. It takes you somewhere you didn’t know you needed to be.

The Journey to Signagi

We started our journey in Tbilisi, and the idea was simple — head out of the city for a few days and find a quiet escape. 

I had heard about Signagi, a little hilltop town in the Kakheti region, often called the “City of Love,” and known for its wine, cobblestone streets, and scenic views. Signagi is about 110 km from Tbilisi, roughly a 2-hour journey. 

Since I don’t drive yet (hopefully soon — I can already imagine how amazing it would be to take long road trips through the Georgian countryside), I had to choose between a taxi or public transport.

 Taxis are fast but pricey — around 160 to 170 GEL for the trip. Instead, I chose the more budget-friendly option: a marshrutka, or minibus, which cost just 10 GEL. 

It’s the local way to travel, and honestly, part of the adventure. The ride took about 1 hour and 30 minutes, winding through beautiful landscapes, vineyards, and villages. 

Arriving at Lost Ridge Inn 

We arrived at our stay — Lost Ridge Inn — around 4:30 PM. It had been a long day, with a busy morning, some waiting, and the bumpy road adding its own charm (and tiredness) to the journey.

 But the moment we stepped into Signagi, the fatigue seemed to melt away. The air was cooler. The streets were quiet. You could already feel the slower rhythm of this town. 

It’s not just peaceful — it’s grounding. Like the town is gently asking you to pause and breathe.

First Impressions: A Town from a Storybook

Signagi looks like something out of a children’s storybook — narrow lanes, red rooftops, vineyards in the distance, and churches that chime every now and then. 

There’s a small police station, a few corner groceries, a taxi stop — everything you need and nothing you don’t.

It’s a small town, but it carries an old soul. 

We took a long, refreshing shower after arriving — the kind that resets your body and mind. After that, we set out into town. The roads are elevated and a little steep, so we didn’t walk far. But even just a short stroll was enough to soak in the charm of the place.

We timed our walk perfectly with the sunset. Around 8 PM, the sky started turning soft purple, while the mountains in the distance turned deep green. The light here doesn’t just fade — it paints.

We found a small restaurant tucked away like a secret in the corner — it felt more like a cozy family house than a typical eatery. We sat in the front yard, which overlooked a quiet fountain in the town square. The setting was simple but perfect, like dining in a warm Georgian family home (Rcheuli). 

 There was nothing fancy — just fried pork with potatoes, and freshly baked Georgian bread. The kind that comes to your table warm, almost steaming, with a soft inside and slightly crisp outside. 

It was simple, but one of the most satisfying meals I’ve had in a long time. 

Oh — and how could I forget the wine?

This is Georgia, after all — the birthplace of wine.

We ordered a glass of Saper Avi Red, my personal favorite. Bold, rich, earthy, and comforting. That one glass tied the whole evening together. 

Good food, great wine, and a sky that looked like art — what more could you want?

A Moment Worth Remembering

We didn’t stay out too late — taxis aren’t easy to find here, and our cottage isn’t within walking distance.

We made our way back before night deepened, and now here I'm. in the cozy little garden of the cottage, fairy lights twinkling softly around me, a warm cup of coffee in my hands, and the gentle breeze whispering through the night.

Not much else. And somehow, that’s perfect.

I didn’t expect Signagi to move me this way. 

I came searching for quiet, but I found something more — a gentle reminder that sometimes, doing nothing in a beautiful place is exactly what your soul needs. 

Even if it’s just for a day or two, this little city gave me a memory I’ll carry with me — not for what I did, but for how it made me feel.

if you are here never miss the chance to ride with the bike guy that the perfect way to roam around 😉

I hope to share more about my adventures in Tbilisi soon, but for now, I’m stopping here to simply enjoy the rest of the night. This moment in Signagi is truly amazing — a feeling I’m savoring deeply and won’t forget anytime soon.

Untill I see you again ...!!