This was where Google Maps took us to in our search for the ‘hotel’ we booked for our excursion to Noravank… Are you sure this is the right place???
The quiet lake at Park Khoren… Creepy
Decrepit equipment rusting in the wind, like a scenario after a nuclear holocaust…
Whew, we met a boy. He gave us the keys to our cabin by the lake. Showed us where we could take a bath. No, it’s not in, or even near, the cabin. It’s a couple of hundred metres away from our cabin, a little cubicle of a building all by itself. Showed us a kitchen where we could cook, again not in the cabin, but in a house near the cabin. And the scariest thing is that there're no other residents for the night...
Here’s our cabin by the lake, Park Khoren, near Noravank, Armenia
We survived the night! Despite sleeping in an un-air-conditioned cabin with only ONE stand / swivel fan, in the middle of the room, for 3 beds placed on 3 corners of the room. In the middle of a friggin heat wave in summer. (If only swivel fans could turn 360 friggin degrees. We eventually squeezed ourselves onto 2 beds so that we could get half a fan, at a time). We only have ourselves to blame. We thought it’d be a nice countryside, heat wave or no, with a fan, how hot could it get? We friggin didn’t find out what sort of fan it was!
The kids after the holocaust. Oh-oh, there comes the bogeyman (behind)! RUN!
The bogeyman turns out to just be a nice old man who’s the housekeeper of the place, who doesn’t speak a word of English. With Jayden
He picked fruits for us. Huh, you mean we can pick them ourselves? The whole place is filled with fruit trees!
Justin & some apples
Jayden with peaches
That’s the road out. But this was just the start of our day-long ordeal we would soon find out.
First, we couldn’t get the friggin car started… We thought maybe we left the lights on or something like that the night before (but we didn’t see any lights on?!?). What the heck! It’s a friggin manual car (that’s the beauty of manual cars). We’ll just push start it. There! Started!
Second, just before we left the place, after taking some photos (with fruit trees above), Jayden fell into the lake! Justin, where’s your brother??? Luckily I realized quick enough, ran down the steps and yanked Jayden out of the lake by his hand!
That’s where Jayden fell in
Third, we tried to open our travelling bag which had a number lock, to get some dry clothes for Jayden to change. Try as we did, the combination which I remembered didn’t friggin work!! WTF. Tried different combinations, didn’t work too. Finally prised it open with a plier, broke the stupid lock! There goes our brand new bag!
Fourth, we realized only after we left the place, that due to all the problems we faced, I forgot to return the friggin KEYS of the cabin to the old man, which led to a wild goose’s chase… And that’s a story for the next post. To be continued…
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