Day Three: Civilization
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…
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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…
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The bus turned off the highway and a building suddenly appeared, which seemed unbelievable in the midst of Lori’s nature. Attractive, a little unusual…
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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…
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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…
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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,…
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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…
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Gifting toys is a time-honored Armenian habit. Armenians believed that toys protect children, bringing peace and calm sleep. For me, a toy is a…
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Unexpected and sudden. The mist is almost unnoticeable. The city’s warmth and fast-pace is slowly winding down. You walk along the cosy streets of…
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“In the past, when baking bread, neighbors or relatives all gathered together to help one another, and women in the village who were in…
Hi there, It’s me Lilit! And this is my journey! This blog is one of the best ways to describe my paths. Each and every story reflects what I have seen, felt and experienced. I’m in love with long roads, books and colors I can’t resist sweets and until now I’m scared of grasshoppers and village water closets (WC-s). Welcome to my world.
