Today we were in Javakhk. Javakhk has the types of majestic mountains I always fantasize about when I think of my dream place. It felt like a calm environment where the stresses back in LA felt far away-almost forgettable- and there were no deadlines to abide by.
As our first week in Artsakh comes to an end, I look back to the day we were on the road heading to town, not knowing what to expect. We were greeted by the ARF and AYF members of Artsakh, who I am now happy to call my friends.
Our quick weekend spent in Javakhk was without a doubt one to remember. From waking up cramped in a small room with 12 people and getting ready in 10 minutes, I was anxious to see how this day would go.
To be honest, I didn't know what I was getting myself into by signing up for Youth Corps. There was a lot holding me back and I thought that if I came, my mind would be pre-occupied and reeling with all the problems back home.
Today was an interesting day. First, waking up to the breathtaking mornings of Gyumri's clear skies and to the soft chirping of the birds flying. Opening my eyes to something like this was more like a dream. I truly appreciate every minute of my trip here, especially when my dream has always been to be in Armenia.
After being with the kids for 7 hours, I am now sitting out on the balcony, surrounded by beautiful greenery. This day feels surreal. To be honest, this entire trip feels surreal.
Today was the second day in camp Gyumri. Although the craziness had died down a little it was still pretty hectic. Spending time with these kids has been very interesting and has taught me a lot about the way of life in Gyumri.
Our day started in Gyumri with 12 counselors and nearly 200 screaming campers, anxious to start their first day at camp. From ages 6 to 15, all lined up, each child was just as excited as the next.