A couple of days ago I got out of the city with about 10 fellow Canadian-Armenians. We went all the way up north to the beautiful city of Alaverdi. The weather was beautiful, everything was perfect. We then went through freezing Dilijan via Vanadzor (a beautiful drive on newly paved clean roads), through the new tunnel, and into Sevan to have some fish for dinner. Of course back to reality (Yereven) was not something I was looking forward to.
I moved out into my new place almost a month ago. My apartment is right smack in the middle of the city between the Opera and the Square. A perfect location, though the dust from the construction of Northern Avenue is killing me. Nevermind the street dogs, which although they mind their own business in the daytime, they become quite evil at night. The other night I was at a friends place, and came home really late. I dropped by a bakery (there are a few of them open 24 hours), got some fresh warm "matnaqash" bread, and head towards my place. On my way home a few big dogs started following me, and one of them tried to take a bite out of my leg. That's when I used my "matnaqash" as a shield, and ended up losing the entire thing.
I had no breakfast the next morning.


