It snowed Wednesday morning, the most we've gotten in a single night. And today, Saturday, it's Gorgeous, at least 70 degrees. Now usually I write about things that are unfamiliar or that you might find interesting, being an American and living in Armenia. But this could easily have been any week in Spring in my hometown of Erie, PA. The weather was always like this in spring. Snow one day, shorts the next. The eerie similarity is remarkable, at least it is to me now, but I'm beginning to think this might be another sign of integration/a coping mechanism for living in Armenia.
In my previous post, the sidebar mentioned a similarity between the two public transportation systems in Vanadzor and in Pittsburgh. Now if you looked at them when I first got here, you'd laugh, and say there's nothing in common at all. And for the most part you'd be right. But these little similarities that only show themselves every so often are what interest me. Have I been here so long that I am actually misremembering things so that I convince myself that it's actually just like home?
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