These things were like 15″ long and perfect. They made them like they made lavash in Armenia but with a different shape and different thickness/leavening. You roll out the dough and whack it against the side of that scorching hot brick oven. I saw people walking away with armloads.
Here’s my flat again, a sweet one-bedroom on the top floor. The stairs were narrow and steep so thankfully the ladies took up my bag.
I have to leave at 2:30am this very night. I asked the ladies to get me a taxi, so a known person would help me with the stairs. Turns out that was an excellent idea since at 2:30am it was pouring rain!
For the picture above I am standing at the gate of the park below. Wow, what a great park and just across the street. There were benches, crossing paths, and so many birds. What a pleasure.
In the center of the park.
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Today was my last chance to try the metro. A woman at one of the shops was very encouraging. “It’s good”, she said, and “everyone here uses it.” So yes, I want to use it too! This is the station nearest me, a five minute walk to Liberty Square.
It’s not a huge system, just one line, but bigger than Yerevan’s, and it does go to the suburbs.
Down down down.
Just a reminder that every subway system I’ve ever used includes English on the signs.
I was headed to the fancy street.
And fancy it was!
Back to my neighborhood early to eat what was left in the fridge, pack up, and try to sleep a little before my 2am alarm. Ahhh, a long long travel day ahead and then, time for Home Sweet Home.
