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 Read More
There is such a place in Nagorny Karabakh which doesn’t care if you are Armenian or Azeri. The giant 2000-years old Platan Tree, you could hold a party inside the core.
Shusha (in Azeri), Shushi (in Armenian) by the second half of the 19th century had become the the second largest town in the Caucasus after Tbilisi. Hard to believe in it. Right now it’s an empty, melancholic place.
We met Azeri people, Armenian people and people of Nagorny Karabakh who would give so much for this ground. And it is a beautiful land, for sure, but so empty and so sad…