Tsaghkadzor. Another beginning.

Tsaghkadzor. Another beginning.

Theater starts with a coat rack, and a trip out of town starts with a bus station.

The cyclopean bus-station building preserved from the USSR era is used very much in modern Armenian style - in a hard-to-explain way. On the second floor: a row of doors with golden nameplates. On the first floor: desolation. But this desolation, to my taste, deserves a cinematographer from "The Grand Budapest Hotel."

The basement was taken over by a local entrepreneur without formal education. In the photo: his domain. Business model: collect bottles, jars, and other glassware from towns, villages, and dumps, then try to sell them to wandering tourists. A sign on the window hints that this business shark’s office used to belong to a shoe atelier.

We gladly played the role of wandering tourists and bought a vase for 400 rubles (1500 dram), which matched a set we had brought earlier from Georgia. This vase is photographed on the window sill of our room in Tsaghkadzor. On the other side of the window crawl those same cute insects we wrote about last time.

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