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In front of us were untouched crop fields. For some years I’ve found myself taken by uninhabited and vegetated areas. The sharp blows of dry wind and the sun-drenched reflection on the bare rocks is as drunkening as wine.
We were in the Aragatsotn province at the Agarak Historical and…
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Call. A 7-day trip ahead in Armenia and Georgia. I wanted to uncover the mysterious taste and aroma of neighbouring countries, see the original works created by gifted craftsmen, and learn of tales both new and old. A new travel package called “From the Mountains to the Villages” was…
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I received an offer to fly along the region’s longest zipline. Extreme, adrenaline and sharp emotions were, in fact, missing in my life. In fact, I can not describe how much I am afraid of it.
The two runways are 1.5 kilometers together and is the only one in…
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This has been the third year in May where for two consecutive days where Saryan Street air is filled with the aroma of wine, crowds and laughter. For the third year, people stroll about with a joyous mood, their eyes brilliant and beaming. At the end of the day…
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It was 7:45 am when I headed from Yerevan to the border village of Berkaber. After 3 hours I was standing at the entrance of the only guesthouse in the village NanSon.
I was met by Mrs Sonya who had a lovely feminine, bright face, and by a middle-aged woman…
