You can have just about anything delivered to your home.
It’s common to be personally acquainted with service personnel (electricians, plumbers, etc.) and officials and just call them up.
Although I don’t have first-hand experience, Armenia is clearly a terrible place to be LGBT.
See below.) Mount Ararat: Catching a glimpse of Mount Ararat or Aragats from some elevated position in the city is always a sensational treat.
It’s actually a bit remarkable that I praise central Yerevan for convenience, because public transportation here is abysmal. Yerevan’s convenience comes out in a somewhat different way.
Living in the inner centre, everything I need is a ludicrously short walk away, by the standards of virtually any other metropolis I’ve been to.
parts of Yerevan, especially if you’re a woman walking alone, but comfort is one thing, physical safety is another.
The doctor gives his mobile number and says to call whenever if I have any further questions.
I got a [good] root canal, stint and filling (composite, not the cheap, toxic silver amalgam kind they love so much in the US) done for a grand total of US.
For the first time in quite a while, I’m leaving Armenia for a non-trivial period of time.
I’ll be back in a few months, but am seriously reconsidering my previous inertia toward longer-term residence. There’s some novel personal reasons that enter into the deliberation lately, including a very short-lived and spectacularly failed marriage here, but I’m not letting a bad marriage ruin Armenia for me, and I’m not here to talk about that.
I’ve been through the entire cycle of euphoria, disenchantment, and realignment with regard to living here. I feel that my spirits are calm, and while I don’t speak from a position of very wide experience, I think I can say some things in a fairly level-headed way, without being unduly swayed by either a sour winter mood on the one hand, or the sunny rush of novelty on the other.