JHAVEL!!!! JHAVEL!!! Memories of my last stretch in Yerevan are all coming back to me. Jhavel is what the bleach seller used to scream every morning as he toured his product from backyard to backyard in Yerevan. By the time he came to my building he was just in time to be my 9:00 am alarm clock. Because I am moving to a different place, I am bringing an alarm clock just in case the new JHAVEL guy isn't the early bird the old one proved to be.
Speaking of bringing things, I am in the middle of leaving my Chinatown Manhattan apartment. I have piles which I have named... the shipping to Armenia pile, the storing in New York pile, and of course there is always the coming with me in my suitcase pile. My poetry and my lucky charms are all carefully placed in the last one. T-minus 25 days (my last entry) with the speed of light has become T-minus 14 days and my move is becoming more... real
Wrapping up work at the AGBU has become quite somber as I stare at my co-workers after a year and half of laughs and hard work and promise to write. No matter the move how exciting and how joyful there is still some emotional ups and downs as you leave one world for another. New York to Yerevan will be quite the change I am assuming a bit more turbulent than when I did the Los Armenios (I mean Angeles) to Yerevan. I am thrilled to be doing it though and as you can tell am counting days.
I can't help but be excited. I have a month off before I begin work and I am thinking of how consumed I will be in the theme of Raffi and Lena's entries... remodeling. I don't quite have my housing set up just yet but for some reason I do not worry. I have apartment hunting experience from Manhattan on my side, it's gotta count for somethin... (some would even argue finding a good deal in manhattan deserves a PhD in the apartment hunting category)
The buzz here in the states is that everyone is coming to the Pan-Armenian Games... it is going to be packed. Many first time Armenia goers... I am sure they will love it... who doesn't? I have friends that I never thought would go much less carry albums post trip showing off same old shots of Garni and Geghard and Sardarabad... Good thing I can't get enough of those pictures.
More later as my move approaches. Then I will have the real deal to write about... Life in Armenia.
Speaking of bringing things, I am in the middle of leaving my Chinatown Manhattan apartment. I have piles which I have named... the shipping to Armenia pile, the storing in New York pile, and of course there is always the coming with me in my suitcase pile. My poetry and my lucky charms are all carefully placed in the last one. T-minus 25 days (my last entry) with the speed of light has become T-minus 14 days and my move is becoming more... real
Wrapping up work at the AGBU has become quite somber as I stare at my co-workers after a year and half of laughs and hard work and promise to write. No matter the move how exciting and how joyful there is still some emotional ups and downs as you leave one world for another. New York to Yerevan will be quite the change I am assuming a bit more turbulent than when I did the Los Armenios (I mean Angeles) to Yerevan. I am thrilled to be doing it though and as you can tell am counting days.
I can't help but be excited. I have a month off before I begin work and I am thinking of how consumed I will be in the theme of Raffi and Lena's entries... remodeling. I don't quite have my housing set up just yet but for some reason I do not worry. I have apartment hunting experience from Manhattan on my side, it's gotta count for somethin... (some would even argue finding a good deal in manhattan deserves a PhD in the apartment hunting category)
The buzz here in the states is that everyone is coming to the Pan-Armenian Games... it is going to be packed. Many first time Armenia goers... I am sure they will love it... who doesn't? I have friends that I never thought would go much less carry albums post trip showing off same old shots of Garni and Geghard and Sardarabad... Good thing I can't get enough of those pictures.
More later as my move approaches. Then I will have the real deal to write about... Life in Armenia.
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