Well since Madlene shared her story about her car being broken into, I think I can now share mine.
It�s in regards to something that happened to me a couple of months ago, and now, since the capability of commenting on these logs doesn�t exist, I can speak freely without being yelled at for not exclusively sharing sugar-coated stories.
I was home writing emails when someone rang the doorbell. I checked through the peephole to see who it was, but since the person didn�t look familiar, I just ignored him and went back to the computer. A few minutes later the doorbell rang again. This time it was the same guy, accompanied by another guy, both in their 40's or 50's. They sort of looked a little suspicious, so I decided to watch them to see what they were up to. They decided to knock on the neighbors door, and when my neighbor didn�t answer they whispered "Mart chee ga" or in English "There's no one there". So they pulled out a big crowbar and attempted to break into my house!!! I didn't know what to do, so I just banged on the door, at which point they took off. I just sat thinking "Do I really want to live in this country?". Later on, I was assured by my relatives here that they have never experienced anything like that before and that they've never had their house broken into. So the next day we installed a second more heavy-duty lock and since then everything has been all right.
In regards to car break-ins, it�s never worth leaving anything in your car. When I used to live in Toronto (which is considered to be a fairly safe city), I never used to leave anything in my car, although my VW Cabriolet was once broken into while sitting on my driveway, the convertable roof was slashed and the only thing the punks got was my busted radio/tape deck�.which never worked anyway.
Armenia is just another country, not paradise made up of 100% honest people. Nevertheless, it seems very safe to me. In Toronto, you will never see kids, before their teens, hanging outside late at night (unless they are homeless or rebellious against their parents). Here, seeing a 5 year old kid playing outside that late is nothing abnormal. Another thing I've noticed here is that seeing a family with their kids at a restaurant or tea house after 9pm on a weekday is normal.
I met a girl once that lives in Georgia (the former Soviet republic, not the American state) and she mentioned how she�s afraid to walk outside at night there. She said she feels very safe here in Armenia and doesn't have to make the effort of looking over her shoulder every second.
Well, I've been on vacation for the past 4 months and it looks like it's time to get back to work. The studio is about 90% ready. The voltage issue has been figured out, but I gotta take care of the grounding problem now. It's going to be weird working again, but this country has inspired me enough to create some great new material. I've got a cheeky grin on my face right now. Till my next log....take care all of you.
It�s in regards to something that happened to me a couple of months ago, and now, since the capability of commenting on these logs doesn�t exist, I can speak freely without being yelled at for not exclusively sharing sugar-coated stories.
I was home writing emails when someone rang the doorbell. I checked through the peephole to see who it was, but since the person didn�t look familiar, I just ignored him and went back to the computer. A few minutes later the doorbell rang again. This time it was the same guy, accompanied by another guy, both in their 40's or 50's. They sort of looked a little suspicious, so I decided to watch them to see what they were up to. They decided to knock on the neighbors door, and when my neighbor didn�t answer they whispered "Mart chee ga" or in English "There's no one there". So they pulled out a big crowbar and attempted to break into my house!!! I didn't know what to do, so I just banged on the door, at which point they took off. I just sat thinking "Do I really want to live in this country?". Later on, I was assured by my relatives here that they have never experienced anything like that before and that they've never had their house broken into. So the next day we installed a second more heavy-duty lock and since then everything has been all right.
In regards to car break-ins, it�s never worth leaving anything in your car. When I used to live in Toronto (which is considered to be a fairly safe city), I never used to leave anything in my car, although my VW Cabriolet was once broken into while sitting on my driveway, the convertable roof was slashed and the only thing the punks got was my busted radio/tape deck�.which never worked anyway.
Armenia is just another country, not paradise made up of 100% honest people. Nevertheless, it seems very safe to me. In Toronto, you will never see kids, before their teens, hanging outside late at night (unless they are homeless or rebellious against their parents). Here, seeing a 5 year old kid playing outside that late is nothing abnormal. Another thing I've noticed here is that seeing a family with their kids at a restaurant or tea house after 9pm on a weekday is normal.
I met a girl once that lives in Georgia (the former Soviet republic, not the American state) and she mentioned how she�s afraid to walk outside at night there. She said she feels very safe here in Armenia and doesn't have to make the effort of looking over her shoulder every second.
Well, I've been on vacation for the past 4 months and it looks like it's time to get back to work. The studio is about 90% ready. The voltage issue has been figured out, but I gotta take care of the grounding problem now. It's going to be weird working again, but this country has inspired me enough to create some great new material. I've got a cheeky grin on my face right now. Till my next log....take care all of you.
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