Mt. Ararat, at last!

Brian and I arrived this January to find Yerevan in a blanket of fog. This, we were told, is to be expected in wintertime. While I'm used to foul weather in winter by now, the fog was really getting in the way of one thing: Mt. Ararat. When you read about or talk to people about Yerevan, one of the things that comes up without fail is the spectacular view of the mountain from here. But because of the fog, there was no sign of it when we arrived. I kept telling people I thought it didn't really exist; that it must be some kind of myth. Finally, on a clear day just over three weeks after we arrived, I was in a cab on my way to the Embassy with my boss and he pointed out the window and said, "Look! Ararat!" I told him he'd just witnessed an historic event - my first sighting. It really was breathtaking.