i am so sorry about your horrible day, len. i know what you mean about government visits.
so arthur and i go to get married. i am an american citizen and arthur is already a green card holder of the usa... so we do not fall under armenia's jurisdiction ... so getting married here has become quite a challenge. in fact, arthur will be taking our case to the ministry of justice today. luckily our friend vahag is also getting married to a french girl by the name of gohar... so we are all doing this together. it ends up bringing us laughs and laughs as we make fun of all the workers that are mean to us... and we are overly nice to the heads... so they don't have room to be rude.
it sure helps that arthur is a superstar and vahag is also a famous musician but we are just sick of passing out CDs and we are sick of them saying... OH arthur jan, we love your music and will listen to this CD... but sorry... we wont go the extra inch to help you marry the woman you love. i got married over a month ago in an armenian church but am not surprised that the government of armenia has not yet made it official. the church wont give us a document either... without the ZAKS, which is the state marriage certificate. we might just wait... and go to las vegas and have an elvis presley drive thru of love wedding... wouldn't that be fabulous. you try to have a good old traditional armenian wedding in armenia... and you end up getting the runaround. lol. (ok its not as bad as it is annoying. i don't have time to be running around government buildings waiting and praying for a stamp or a signature... i have honeymooning to be working on)
but i am sure one day soon we will get this paperwork out of the way... and we will be really happy that we married on the skirts of our great ararat.
see that is the thing about armenia. as frustrated as you get... as crappy as some things may get... it is still armenia and no matter what... it is still fabulous.
fabulous... that i get to see ararat every single day.
fabulous... that the entire history and culture of my people is at my fingertips.
fabulous... that when i wake up and get to work... i look at my coworkers and say BARILOUYS
fabulous... that going away for the weekend means exploring a cave people lived in thousands of years ago
fabulous... that europe and the middle east are hops, skips and jumps away.
fabulous... that i live in the hub of one of the things i cherish most about this world... BEING ARMENIAN.
so arthur and i go to get married. i am an american citizen and arthur is already a green card holder of the usa... so we do not fall under armenia's jurisdiction ... so getting married here has become quite a challenge. in fact, arthur will be taking our case to the ministry of justice today. luckily our friend vahag is also getting married to a french girl by the name of gohar... so we are all doing this together. it ends up bringing us laughs and laughs as we make fun of all the workers that are mean to us... and we are overly nice to the heads... so they don't have room to be rude.
it sure helps that arthur is a superstar and vahag is also a famous musician but we are just sick of passing out CDs and we are sick of them saying... OH arthur jan, we love your music and will listen to this CD... but sorry... we wont go the extra inch to help you marry the woman you love. i got married over a month ago in an armenian church but am not surprised that the government of armenia has not yet made it official. the church wont give us a document either... without the ZAKS, which is the state marriage certificate. we might just wait... and go to las vegas and have an elvis presley drive thru of love wedding... wouldn't that be fabulous. you try to have a good old traditional armenian wedding in armenia... and you end up getting the runaround. lol. (ok its not as bad as it is annoying. i don't have time to be running around government buildings waiting and praying for a stamp or a signature... i have honeymooning to be working on)
but i am sure one day soon we will get this paperwork out of the way... and we will be really happy that we married on the skirts of our great ararat.
see that is the thing about armenia. as frustrated as you get... as crappy as some things may get... it is still armenia and no matter what... it is still fabulous.
fabulous... that i get to see ararat every single day.
fabulous... that the entire history and culture of my people is at my fingertips.
fabulous... that when i wake up and get to work... i look at my coworkers and say BARILOUYS
fabulous... that going away for the weekend means exploring a cave people lived in thousands of years ago
fabulous... that europe and the middle east are hops, skips and jumps away.
fabulous... that i live in the hub of one of the things i cherish most about this world... BEING ARMENIAN.
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