When I was leaving the city felt very much like when I first arrived: the snow had just melted, spring was in the air, all the girls in their tight jeans seemed to have an extra bounce in their high-heels...

One more walk through the market. Note the cow's head behind the butcher sharpening the axe

Art from a country not concerned about political correctness

Red wine with a label to remind you of line-ups for meat, military parades, and really silly slogans. Actually, it wasn't bad

A partial solar eclipse, as seen through smoked glass

One last Friday evening at the Stop Club to check out Nareg and the rest of the boys of Bambir

And one more hike to a familiar location, using the traditional luxurious Armenian mode of transportation, of course

Ziga, Stepan, Manushak and I went to Garni, see one of the first collections for more pics and descriptions.

The canyon around Garni has these fantastic cliffs with the hexagonal pillars.