Armenia, almost dying and undies 😁

Armenia was a mixed bag. One of my favourite travel moments was here 😍 (Geghard, separate post). However, I also thought I was going to die on the roads .😮 Plus, my underwear was put on display at breakfast! 🤣

Armenian drivers are lunatics. There is no other way to describe it. I decided to take a take a marshrutka (public bus/minivan) to cross the border to Georgia. I'd read all the stories about how people thought they were going to die on these trips. But I had limited options. And I'd also get to see the mountain scenery, take the same transport as the locals and arrive in daylight.

Bloody hell, it was terrifying. Really, terrifying. We were travelling around 200km on the straighter parts of the road, passed cars on blind corners, almost hit 2 cows and a dog, and completed hair pin turns in the mountains on 2 wheels. I'm not religious, but I was praying for my life (and regretting my life choices!)

Now, what you you've been waiting for...my underwear. I paid for my hotel to do my washing, and they told me it was ready to be collected. Ready to be collected meant it was dry and still on the 'line'. What I came to realise is that the line hangs over the tables in the outdoor breakfast area. And the area was full of guests!! Mortifyingly, I collected my underwear as it hung above people's heads. In hindsight, the looks I received were hysterical! And let's just say...I don't travel with nice underwear!

*photos of Yerevan city, Garni, and Symphony Stones. Sorry, no photos of my undies or me praying for my life. 😐Read more