Yerevan is the capital of my country, a cozy southern corner of Transcaucasia, rich in fruits and other gifts of nature. More than a third of the population of our small, densely populated and proud Armenia lives in this city.
I was lucky to live in this large cultural and industrial center. Yerevan even has a subway-an attribute of the largest cities in the world and Eurasia, as well as the former Soviet Union: such as Moscow, Kiev, St. Petersburg, Kharkov, Minsk, Tbilisi... and to my house you can get on the subway to the final station of Cherbach.
Yerevan is a very ancient city, it was founded in the 8th century BC as a fortress of the Kingdom of Urartu called Erebuni. No wonder that is the name of our largest airport, where my neighbors, husband and wife work. Ancient Erebuni was launched, and only in the 3rd century ad about it again began to write in ancient manuscripts.
My family's favorite activity is an evening walk around the city in the mild summer and autumn evenings. We especially adore the English Park of Yerevan and walks on it.
My parents were born in Yerevan, but my grandparents came here from different regions of Armenia, Georgia and the Russian Federation. But they all became great patriots of Yerevan. Dad even bought a magnificent rug with the image of the Yerevan coat of arms, a lion in the crown (and our capital even has its own coat of arms!) and hung it in our nursery.
I like to jokingly call the city "Erivan", imitating the times of the Russian Empire, when the inhabitants of the South of the Empire called it so, and Tbilisi – Tiflis. This brings back memories of some old, long gone times, when the sensation was the first, still funny little cars on mountain roads. When donkeys loaded with fruits and vegetables walked slowly through the streets of Yerevan…
