Someone recently asked Doug why we don't blog much about Armenia. He relayed the question to me, and my spontaneous answer was, "because we don't like it here".
And that, I fear, is at the bottom of the truth.
It's not that we hate it here. We have a nice house, we have found some friends, we get by and it's OK. The city of Yerevan is not exactly what one would call pretty but there is stunning countryside all around Yerevan, in relative close distance. Mt. Ararat, while technically not in Armenia, is one of the most beautiful sights ever. We found some excellent restaurants, and the brandy is good (the wine less so, but you cannot have everything, eh?)
So, why don't we like it here?
Two reasons: It lacks any and all charm, and the political reality is so grim, it scares the shit out of me.
There is this (also here). There is that. There are the traffic policemen who only stop you to press money from you. There is the fact that when you are in a hospital and come out of surgery, you have to pay the person who pushes your guerney and you have to pay the person who pushes the buttons in the elevator. Otherwise, nobody pushes anything. There is the fact that we have been warned about listening devices in our house. There is Zvartnots Airport which has been built without any heating or air conditioning. Bad enough in the summer when the sweltering heat beats down on this the concrete nightmare of an airport -- but in the winter, the airport is an icebox, with only a single little café in the departure section that is not enough to keep you warm when you have to wait for your three-hour-delayed flight in the middle of the frigging night. And they want 20 USD from you for the privilege of leaving the country via this prime spot of travel.
Armenians on the whole I found charming and nice. They are very well educated and know a lot.
They also lack all sense of public space. Yerevan is a trash dump, women are not exactly treated equal, the streets are catastrophic, traffic is horrible...
... and while this all could be said of Bali as well, Bali has charm and appeal, and Armenia does not.
Yes, I'm particularly disheartened today. We had a bad enough week - no electricity (= no calls) on my birthday, no water the day after, more electricity failures, horror stories about the political reality in Armenia on a party on Friday, my Mom flying out of Zvartnots with above described experience, stories about rising numbers of MDR TB*...
Next week may be better. Or it may not.
Hell has many circles and Armenia is certainly not very far down. There are many, many places much worse than here. There are days when we are happy here. There are many things to like. But Armenia has not yet found its way into my heart, and it's making it very, very hard for me. And because I don't want to write many posts like this, I am just not writing much about Armenia.
That's all.
*Multi-drug resistant tuberculosis
The first couple times I went to Ukraine, I found the place charming and different. I especially liked the touristy places: Crimea, Carpathia, and Kiev since they had the idea that it needed to be clean.
Visiting the Donbass region has been a bit crushing...and shown the /real/ Ukraine. It's filthy and squalid. We're working on getting my wife's family out. It'll take time and patience, but I am determined. No one should have to live like that.
No one should have to put up with the politics like that. Ukrainian politics make Shrub et al look positive competent and incorruptible. Given that I know about your feelings about Shrubbish, you should have some idea about how I feel about Ukrainian politics.
Posted by: Will Baird | November 21, 2006 at 06:29 PM
Claudia, dear, I am sorry that you guys are in an unhappy place. I didn't know how corrupt Armenia is; you must have to stash small amounts of cash on your persons for every day actions that we take for granted.
Love, hugs, and wishes for things to improve for all of you - and for the Armenians, too
Posted by: hornedhopper | November 21, 2006 at 07:51 PM
I am so sorry that you guys are unhappy. Thank goodness that it will be for 2 years at most. If you need to escape, there are two unoccupied rooms in Bethesda MD just waiting for you. We could even double up one of the boys in Allison's room. Although, we won't be able to do that when they're teenagers (especially after seeing the cute T-Day pix).... :-) Must go to pick up the pink thing.
Hugs from cooling Maryland. 54 days!
Posted by: Natalie | November 21, 2006 at 10:33 PM
Dear Claudia & Doug:
Hang in there. It's winter and the approaching ever present cold affects our moods and attitudes.
There are human reasons there are so many Hollidays from late November forward.
I'm just trying to be positive here...you guys have soooooo much to be thankful for...each other, the kids, your intelligence.
Truly, you are Blessed.
Best Wishes, Traveller
Posted by: Traveller | November 26, 2006 at 09:43 PM
The former Soviet territory always had two troubles: roads and fools. But life goes on, and the list of troubles gets certain national colour. It seems, that in Ukraine now it is necessary to be afraid not only of "fools" and "roads", but “ crisis struggle” and “Euro 2012 preparation”.
http://ua-ru-news.blogspot.com/2009/01/shvonders-struggle-with-crisis.html
Posted by: Alex | February 08, 2009 at 02:56 PM