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 dry wind and the sun-drenched…
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…
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 and all around kind of…
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,…
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…
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…
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…
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 wonderful thing, and making handmade…
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 the city and the fog…
