We had decided to go to Armenia without any expectations (not to repeat the same mistakes we’d made when entering Georgia) – no premature opinions, not expecting anything really, we would wait for Armenia to show its colours itself. This turned out to be the best decision we could have made.
How do people do it? They write a story about a story about an adventure.
Where do people start? They choose the words that form a picture that describes the adventure.
When do people describe it? They stare in the screen to write down the past and miss out on the present.
Where do people find it? They search around to see it right in front of them.
How do people travel? They pack their bags to leave their home to take it with them.
Where do people travel? They go in circles, they go there and back again.
What is the destination? Destination is the journey and we have finally arrived.
“So I’m lying in my mini-bed in Kiev, its 3:36 a.m. and I’m trying to write my blog entry… The boys are long asleep and I suppose I’m left with this silence around me where all I can hear is them sleeping and the keys of the board. And all I’m really excited about is that not once during these three weeks have I heard them snore! Yet… but all together, as you may understand, I’m generally quite excited about other things too. So this is my writing mode on now, I suppose, so I better go and write something normal too… thanks, good night!! x”
A caption of my letter to a friend. After some serious staring in the laptop screen it is now 4:40 a.m.