Hitchhiking Armenia’s Silk Road
Prologue: How it all started
Armenia’s Silk Road: Part One
fter starting off on the wrong road, we were now stuck in the middle of the town of Berdavan in Tavush province of Armenia, not really knowing what to do and where to go. It was dark, and according to what locals said, it wasn’t that safe to be out at night, because there were hungry wolves and jackals roaming around in search of food and it appeared to them that both me and Emée
were tasty dinner candidates. Surely, that wasn’t the fate we were up for. And although there was a chance for us to spend the night in a tent somewhere under trees, I knew, well, I felt, the Road had prepared something better for us.
~photo by Emée~