Дълъг път от дома, неизвестно и непредвидимо. Това е усещането, пътувайки към моята нова цел. Армения. Пристигам, и постепенно ме завладява чувството за нещо много познато, усещането, че съм у дома, но не съвсем. Толкова много емоции ... Усещане за дом, спокойствие и уют. Усмивка, история, гостоприемство. Малко думи, но със съдържание. Кехлибарен коняк, кулинарно тържество на сетивата, танци като листа на пролетно раззеленили се дървета понесени от вятъра. Много думи, но със съдържание. И много усмихнати, искрени лица. И много нови приятели. И очи, изпращащи те с обещание, че винаги си добре дошъл отново, искрено, без превземки и с онази топла усмивка, по арменски...
Long way from home, unknown and unpredictable. This is the feeling, traveling to my new goal. Armenia. Arriving and gradually conquered me a sense of something very familiar, the feeling that I'm home, but not quite. So many emotions ... A sense of home, peace and comfort. Smile, history, hospitality. Few words, but with content. Amber cognac, culinary celebration of the senses, dancing like leaves on trees spring green leaves are borne on the wind. Many words, but with content. And a lot of smiling, sincere people. And many new friends. And eyes, sending you a promise that you are always welcome back, honestly, without frills and with that warm smile of Armenian ...
Long way from home, unknown and unpredictable. This is the feeling, traveling to my new goal. Armenia. Arriving and gradually conquered me a sense of something very familiar, the feeling that I'm home, but not quite. So many emotions ... A sense of home, peace and comfort. Smile, history, hospitality. Few words, but with content. Amber cognac, culinary celebration of the senses, dancing like leaves on trees spring green leaves are borne on the wind. Many words, but with content. And a lot of smiling, sincere people. And many new friends. And eyes, sending you a promise that you are always welcome back, honestly, without frills and with that warm smile of Armenian ...
