The Armenian Encyclopedia of 1975 must be right: it says that Artanish, the small village on the north shore of
After arriving from Vanadzor to Artanish on Wednesday afternoon, Chr, my friend Arpine and I went for a walk to lake Sevan, famous lake Sevan. Touch it, feel it, maybe bathe our feet in it... Twenty minutes and we could already see the shore and the beach. But then, oh no, a kind of wetland stretching all along the beach, impeding us from accessing the lake. The reason for this must be Sevan's rising level and all the rain of this spring...
No problem, we still had another day to find an access to the lake. We turned back, and started walking faster and faster: black clouds were gathering in the sky. Soon drops started falling, and five minutes later we entered Arpi's house, soaked from head to toe from the downpour. And one of us could be heard swearing and complaining for a long time -- this was just one rainy moment too much for me...
The next day we had a lovely time walking for hours along the curved
Weatherwise yesterday was one of the most beautiful days of our trip: a crisp and clear mountain air in the morning as we waited for the minivan on Artanish's village square. A superb view of
Today the wonderful weather is continuing, which is perfect for spending our last day of the trip hanging out in a cafe near the "Swan Lake" in central Yerevan with our friends before we take the plane to France tomorrow morning at 5 am.
Thanks to the weather gods for making these last few moments of our trip such sunny ones!
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