How I survived so long without seeing this city? I don't know...
But today there is a light at the end of the tunnel, Armenia in 2 weeks! I. CAN'T. WAIT.
It's amazing the energy it gives me, the feeling I have just walking in those streets, people watching, sitting on the subway train.... The pulpulaks (water fountains), the shukas (farmer's markets), the cafes, the fresh armenian lavash, the fruits, the vegetables, the pink "tuf" buildings, the breeze in the evenings, the singing fountains, the view from Kaskad....
It's beautiful. My little city.
It's beautiful. My little city.
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