The first major faux-pas of our world trip so far; rocking up two hours too late for our night train from Tblisi to Yerevan. Thank you to the lovely man who drove us there instead for less money and in half the time.

Renting a little room from a lady called Victoria we find ourselves at a couch surfers home and share a couple of late evenings chatting to an interesting Syrian Journalist who was nursing the cutest adopted little puppy. Yerevan’s fancy facade and chic inhabitants was somewhat of a surprise, and whilst we tried to take in the scene, sitting in the parks, sipping local coffee, we found our time quickly consumed visiting embassies in an attempt to understand how we obtain visa’s for central Asia. We gave ourselves time to learn about the heart wrenching Armenian Genocide at the state museum and even met with Olof’s old work colleague for a slap up feast. Heading far south we take a Lada taxi all the way to Goris to enjoy stunning views from the worlds Longest non-stop double track cable car, “the wings of Tatev” attempting to hike back we stumble across forgotten monasteries before taking a dip in some not so hot, hot springs. Making our way back north we swing by the very Russian spa town of Jermuk, sipping oxygen cocktails and taking old style hot baths under the instruction of the onsite doctor. We try to figure out if we are actually staying in a hotel or an institution. Back into a Lada Taxi we pop and bang our way on natural gas around Lake Sevan up to Dilijan where our plans to hike in the mountain’s were thwarted yet again by three days of almost solid rain, forced to stay inside our little wooden cabin we could all but admire the outside forest and start to plan our route through China. News of our Azeri visa approval was welcomed, thus we take our final Lada Taxi trip back to the lovely capital of Tblisi, Georgia.

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