Arriving in Yerevan

I went to Logan airport at about 5:30pm on the 25^th and I finally arrived at my home-stay family’s house just before midnight yesterday on the 26^th. My flights in themselves were quite the adventure. I arrived in London without much trouble and after following the maze of signs that sent me spinning around Heathrow I made it to my connecting terminal, where I began my 8 hour layover. All the time waiting left me feeling a little nervous for my trip until I met some of my fellow passengers traveling to Armenia. They all were so friendly and had nothing but good things to say about the Country. One even waited with me when we arrived to Yerevan and made sure I got through customs and found the driver.

I was also nervous because I found out that my flight to Yerevan was actually a flight to Tehran that would drop the few Armenia passengers before continuing onto Iran. I felt that being an American I may not be well received by a plane full of Iranians, however I was very wrong. All the passengers around me chatted happily with me and told me all about their lives in Iran. I really enjoyed getting to meet them and having my preconceived notions proved wrong.

When I got off the plane getting a visa and going through customs was very easy. Then I was picked up by the programs driver who laughed when he realized I spoke no Armenian. He tried to teach me a few words and judging by his amusement my pronunciation could not have been worse. Still he attempted to point out all the landmarks we passed with his limited English and my nonexistent Armenian. I did understand when he pointed to a row of buildings with flashing lights and said, “Mini Vegas.”