If you haven't read Ara's December 27 log, please do so. We had quite the experience looking for a raft yesterday. A complete trip around Lake Sevan has been on my list of "things to do" for quite some time, and thanks to Ara, that "thing to do" has been crossed off my list.
So we were supposed to head to Vartenis (which is on the south-east coast of Lake Sevan), but we went up to the town of Sevan first (where every tourist usually visits, about a 40 minute drive from Yerevan). We drove by Harsnaqar, which is a new tourist spot with a hotel, restaurant, bars, tennis courts, waterslides, a huge pool, and much more, right next to the lake. From there we went around the lake through a few villages and extended drives with no homes or people in sight. The sun was shining strong and the mountains were totally snow white. Sevan looked beautiful, completely blue. Most of the roads were covered in snow and ice, and although cars were sliding left and right, Ara's "beast-mobile" handled the roads quite well.
After finding a raft in a small village named Dzovag, we turned down the offer to spend the night at Abres' house and head back to Yerevan. By the way, Abres is the one that sold us the raft. A translation of his name, if I'm not mistaken, can be either one of two things, "good for you" or "may you live", or maybe even a combination of both.
The stars were beautiful heading back to Yerevan. I even saw a shooting star. Instead of taking the route to Yerevan through Martuni then Yeghegnadzor, we went through Martuni and back up to the town of Sevan. The entire trip took us about 6 hours, including looking for a raft.
The other day I was telling Ara how once in a while when I'm just sitting around, even if nothing bad has happened, I ask myself "Was coming to Armenia a good idea?". Today I thought to myself that if I was thinking those thoughts 24 hours a day and then one good experience took place, that one time can totally outweigh all those hopeless thoughts. The Lake Sevan experience was definitely the best time I've had in the past 2.5 months. I think once in a while I need to get out of the city to feel normal again. And passing through villages and briefly communicating with the locals can make anyone feel good. They are usually the nicest people, very giving and harmless.
Today I found out that on Thursday 64 cars were buried for hours on the Martuni-Vartenis highway because of an avalanche.
I won't even bother trying to describe the day any more than I have, because I know that it won't do justice. I will definitely take this trip again in the summer.
And those puppies...they were the cutest! If only I had a yard for them to play in. Ara, at one point, started turning the car around to pick them up, but...never mind.
Ara, I had a blast! Good luck with the raft. Till next time.
So we were supposed to head to Vartenis (which is on the south-east coast of Lake Sevan), but we went up to the town of Sevan first (where every tourist usually visits, about a 40 minute drive from Yerevan). We drove by Harsnaqar, which is a new tourist spot with a hotel, restaurant, bars, tennis courts, waterslides, a huge pool, and much more, right next to the lake. From there we went around the lake through a few villages and extended drives with no homes or people in sight. The sun was shining strong and the mountains were totally snow white. Sevan looked beautiful, completely blue. Most of the roads were covered in snow and ice, and although cars were sliding left and right, Ara's "beast-mobile" handled the roads quite well.
After finding a raft in a small village named Dzovag, we turned down the offer to spend the night at Abres' house and head back to Yerevan. By the way, Abres is the one that sold us the raft. A translation of his name, if I'm not mistaken, can be either one of two things, "good for you" or "may you live", or maybe even a combination of both.
The stars were beautiful heading back to Yerevan. I even saw a shooting star. Instead of taking the route to Yerevan through Martuni then Yeghegnadzor, we went through Martuni and back up to the town of Sevan. The entire trip took us about 6 hours, including looking for a raft.
The other day I was telling Ara how once in a while when I'm just sitting around, even if nothing bad has happened, I ask myself "Was coming to Armenia a good idea?". Today I thought to myself that if I was thinking those thoughts 24 hours a day and then one good experience took place, that one time can totally outweigh all those hopeless thoughts. The Lake Sevan experience was definitely the best time I've had in the past 2.5 months. I think once in a while I need to get out of the city to feel normal again. And passing through villages and briefly communicating with the locals can make anyone feel good. They are usually the nicest people, very giving and harmless.
Today I found out that on Thursday 64 cars were buried for hours on the Martuni-Vartenis highway because of an avalanche.
I won't even bother trying to describe the day any more than I have, because I know that it won't do justice. I will definitely take this trip again in the summer.
And those puppies...they were the cutest! If only I had a yard for them to play in. Ara, at one point, started turning the car around to pick them up, but...never mind.
Ara, I had a blast! Good luck with the raft. Till next time.
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