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31 August Yerevan, Mt Aragats & Etchmiadzin
Having Tea with Hospitable Yezidis
Set off early in a 4 wheel drive for Mt Aragats, the tallest mountain
of Armenia. Of course, an Armenian would argue that Mt Ararat in Turkey
is their tallest mountain and national symbol, but since the Armenian Genocide
of 1915, Mt Ararat has been lost forever. The clear blue skies and
cooler weather made this expedition a most pleasant one... but what was
most unexpected was the encounter with a group of Kurdish-Yezidi shepherds.
The Yezidis were a group of Kurds who have an often misunderstood religion
- they believe that good and evil were one, and God and Saturn were mere
different sides of the same coin – and this exposed them to accusations
of bing devil worshippers. In any case, they were among the most
hospitable people I have ever encountered in my travels. Upon introducing
ourselves, we were invited into their tents and served with bread, tea
and yogurt. Pathetically poor they may be, they entertained us with
great hospitality, and I had a wonderful time taking photos of these proud
mountain people so often discriminated and misunderstood by their much
more numerous neighbours. An Armenian friend later said that the
Yezidis are great to visitors but thieves outside their camps... stereotyping
even among the educated and pleasant people.
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After visiting the mountain and a great fortress on its slopes, I went
to Etchmiadzin, the Headquarters of the Armenian Apostolic Church, which
would celebrate its 1700 anniversary in 2001 - as the oldest official Christian
church in the world. This is the Vatican of Armenia, where the Head
of the Church, known as the Catolicos - effectively the Pope of Armenian
Church - resides over the Armenian community worldwide. Here I must
confess my disappointment. The cathedral was surprisingly small for
a HQ of a church, and there were lots of scaldfolding around. Perhaps
I had unrealistic expectations of a church with less than 10 million followers.
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We passed by Medzamor, a nuclear power station closed down in 1988 after the great earthquake, but has since been reopened. Power-poor Armenia has little choice but to reopen this Soviet era power station in a precarious earthquake zone. Will the holy of Etchmiadzin pray for the power station ?
Enough of churches
and nuclear power stations, and I went to the most popular attraction in
Yerevan - the Sergei Panajanov Museum. Sergei Panajanov is an Armenian
born in Tbilisi, capital of Georgia. He's often rated as one of the
greatest film directors of the 20th Century and is famous for his surreal
and cult-like movies - among them the Colour of Pomegranate. This
museum is in a house built specially for him and adorned with bizarre art
pieces created by him - strange Mona Lisa with beard, Virgin Marys flying
in the sky and Angels holding Coca Cola. If you like the art of Picasso
and Dali, you will love this talented guy. Like a true-blue Armenian,
my driver professed admiration for this native son of Armenia, although
he whispered into my ears, "this guy is rumoured to be a homosexual".
Perhaps many arty people are. What's the problem?
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Then I met Onnik and Gohar and we went to the Blue Mosque together. This newly restored mosque, built by Armenia’s new best friend, Iran, was an example of how geopolitics shape nations and policies, and tie together nations which were not the most natural of allies. Next we went to the Karabakh War Memorial and Cemetery. Here a monument stood in honour of ASALA fighters, members of a terrorists who went round the world in the 1960s and 1970s killing Turkish diplomats, demanding for the recognition of the Armenian Genocide. Terrorists to some, freedom fighters to others. Who outside the Arab world still remember those Jewish commandos who bombed the King David Hotel and Arab villages before the founding of Israel ?
How did I end the day ? Of course, it could only be Onnik's place.
Another round of vodka, cognac and timeless Armenian coffee. Oh Armenia
- I would miss this wonderful country... I was to set off for Tbilisi,
Georgia the next day. Another country, another adventure.
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September Yerevan - Tbilisi
Journey to Georgia: Land
of the Golden Fleece