Why go
Adishi is a village of perhaps forty souls, huddled at 2,040 meters where the Adishischala River meets the Enguri. Its medieval stone towers—some still inhabited, others crumbling—were built by Svan clans for defense and refuge during blood feuds. The village sits beneath the Adishi Glacier, whose tongue hangs visible from the settlement, calving ice into milky torrents below. What makes Adishi worth the arduous trek is this raw proximity: you sleep in family guesthouses where cows wander past your window, then wake to cross the glacier's moraine-fed river barefoot or on horseback the next morning. It is Svaneti's most intimate encounter between human permanence and geological impermanence.