Archive for the Tag Armenia
Poprzednia wyprawa: wokól Morza Czarnego
Cudny czas: 9 krajów, 6 miesięcy i 3 osoby (w tym 1 słodkie dziecko). Spotkaliśmy Króla Romów w Mołdawii, zaprzyjaźniśmy się z biedną rodziną z autonomicznego Naddniestrza, zakochaliśmy się w Krymie, znienawidziliśmy skorumpowaną rosyjską policję, odpoczęliśmy w Czeczeńskiej wiosce w Gruzji, roztapialiśmy się w 42 stopniach w Azerbejdźanie, mokliśmy w Górskim Karabachu, pytaliśmy o Turcję w Armenii i o Armenię w Turcji. A wszystko to z naszą, jeszcze nawet nie roczną, córeczką Hanią. I wszystko to na przekór powszechnej opinii, że razem z dzieckiem kończy się życie.
Zobacz wszystkie (97) posty albo według krajów: Armenia (6), Azerbejdżan (7), Bułgaria (4), Gruzja (9), Mołdawia (13), Górski Karabach (3), Polska (2), Rumunia (18), Rosja (4), Serbia (3), Turcja (6), Ukraina (26)
Our last trip: Around the Black Sea
Was an amazing time. 9 countries, 6 months and 3 people (including our 1 sweet baby). We met the Gypsy King in Moldova, became good friends with a poor family in autonomous republic Transnistria, fell in love with Crimean landscape, hated corrupted Russian police, had a good rest in Chechenyan villages in Georgia, melt in 42 Celsius degrees in Azerbaijan, got wet in Nagorny Karabakh, were asking questions about Turkey in Armenia and about Armenia in Turkey. And all of this with a small, even not one year old daughter Hanna. An all of this against a common opinion that with a moment of having a baby your world is over.
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See all the posts by countries: Armenia (6), Azerbaijan (7), Bulgaria (4), Georgia (9), Moldova (13), Nagorny Karabakh (3), Poland (2), Romania (18), Russia (4), Serbia (3), Turkey (6), Ukraine (26)
Hanna is walking!!!
Our very last day of the trip and she started to walk!
In this busy time of repacking all our luggage in some small car workshop in Belgrade we didn’t give much attention to Hanna. She was playing with toys, boxes, everything she could find around. Soon we were supposed to drive to hotel with warm shower, so we didn’t care much about her getting more and more dirty. And suddenly: our dirty sweetest left toyes and chairs behind and… walked away! And then she was walking and walking, laughting and laughting. Must be amazing moment to feel that moving on your own is really possible.
Our big girl: first stood up in Bulgaria, said “mama” and “tata” in Ukraine, learned how to grab noses of policemen in Russia, was dancing in Chechenyan village in Georgia, had her first birthday in Azerbaijan, fell in love with olives in Armenia, said first words in Turkish in Turkey and… started to walk in Serbia!
Hopping from sight to sight
There is so many must-be-seen places in Armenia. And even if crowded and it’s too hot to breath in August, touching those walls from 3rd century we will remember. read more »
YEAH-erevan
In the capital of Armenia we spend holidays during our holidays. Hostel of one friend and hotel of another friend gave us days of real relax. read more »
Middle of nowhere
Way back from Nagorny Karabakh to Yerevan was even more windy than way there. Windy and empty. That’s where we met Vladimir. read more »
