Wednesday, December 31, 2014

CHRISTMAS WEEKEND IN TSAGHKADZOR

Tsaghkadzor is an old Russian ski/athletic/olympic training resort town in Armenia. It is about ten minutes north of Hrazdan via taxi up in the mountains. Fourteen Peace Corps volunteers joined me there for the weekend after American Christmas. Armenian Christmas is celebrated January 6th.  We stayed at The Writers' Hotel. It is an old Russian hotel where writers would congregate and/or spend solitary time to write.  My friend Susan Spano and I were the only 'older' volunteers, both of us being over 60. The rest were 'the kids' as we call them. .. the 20 somethings. We had a Christmas dinner together at the hotel on Saturday evening and a gift exchange.

The Writers' Hotel front view. For whatever reasons we
could not figure out, the entrance is in the back.
 
Sculpture - I believe of the Russian writer/poet Pushkin,
Armenian writer Charens, but not sure.
 
Looking out the back of the hotel. Relief work of about
20 Russian writers embedded in the surrounding enclosure walls.
 
Sculpture in the front of the hotel.
 
Kecharis Monastary in Tsaghkadzor from
seventh century.  There are regular Aremanian
Apolistic services here on Sundays, memorial candle lighting
places inside the chapels and weddings take
place here frequently.  One never walks out of a chapel
with their back to the alter, so we  always walk out 
of the doors backwards facing the alter.
 
Another view of Kecharis Monastary..
 
Susan in front of the Obelli brothers sculptures. They
were famous Russian/Armenian intellectuals:   scientist, writer
and medical doctor. There is a museum in Tsaghkadzor
which we visited with their writings, medical instruments,
photos etc... and furniture. They had a home in Tsaghkadzor.
 
Me at our favorite café in Tsaghkadzor at the Kecharis Hotel.
There one can get an Americano, espresso, a latte and almost a real
western/American breakfast of an omlette (the omlette comes
 on top of a piece of lavash - traditional Armenian flatbread) or waffles :-)  Yay!!! 
 
 
Me and a stray cat at the ski lift restaurant area in
Tsaghkadzor.  There are few if any indoor pets
outside of Yerevan and stray animals just
 fend for themselves. Dogs, cats, puppies, kittens
are in the streets. I take any extra food from my home
 to them every day.
 
Christmas never really did feel like real Christmas here. But, I received so many cards, and the packages are still coming in the mail.  Each one has meant so much to me and makes me feel close to home. Actual Christmas day I went to school as it was not a holiday here. We had Christmas carnivals in school and I played jingle bells on my violin many many times while the kids sang it in Armenian.  I do have a string of white lights and some Christmas ornaments hanging in my room. My sister Kathleen sent me candles for my windows that came two days ago.  I have virtually the only Christmas decorated windows in these thousands of apartments in Hrazdan. Ruzan tells me they all know it is the Amercan's apartment windows with the white lights and candles. There is a Christmas tree and other decorations in the downtown area and tonight they will have a New Years Eve celebration there at midnight....
 
 
The above represents solely my own thoughts and opinions and in no way represents the United States government or Peace Corps.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 



1 comment:

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