I took my sister to the airport the other day. She had been here for 3 weeks, and as much as I love her I was getting tired of being the unpaid tour guide. We did most of the commercial tourist spots and as my aunt says "we've gone to Garni so many times this year, all we have to do is kick the Jeep and it drives itself to Garni". As much as I make fun of that place, the Lincy Foundation is doing a good job cleaning it up, building a new entrance, washrooms and a cool exhibit.

My best-non-Armenian-friend Terry is leaving Armenia next week. He's been here for 7 months. He says he was enjoying himself immensely until he came down with a bout of food poisoning, followed by a self-diagnosed case of dysentery after drinking the chicken water. For those of you who don't know, the water supply for part of Yerevan was tainted for a few days. A heavy rainstorm, combined with a nearby poultry farm allegedly contaminated the tap water and about 200 people have been hospitalized as a result of drinking it.

A week after dysen-Terry leaves I have to send my mother back to Toronto as well. She's got a list of things she wants me to do before she leaves (hopefully no more trips to Vernissage) and soon I'll be back to working on this never ending album.

Yallah bye! I've got work to do.