Tag Archives: Working Overseas
Tbilisi
Old Town Tbilisi Mid February in Tbilisi and it was cold. Liezel had come with me on a work trip and we had driven up the five hours from Yerevan on Saturday morning to spend the weekend together before my … Continue reading
Towards the End of Summer
Postcard from the Black Sea It was towards the end of summer. Liezel and I drove towards the Georgian boarder, it was before we were married and she had to leave Armenia and then re-enter with another four month tourist … Continue reading
Stories of Stones
Postcard from Armenia I paid for our rooms at the Hotel Basen in Sissian and got directions for the road ahead. We arrived in the dark last night and I had no clue where we were. At first we couldn’t … Continue reading
History and Me
Armenians being Marched by Turkish soldiers near Van 1915 Postcard from Yerevan I stumbled on the rocky ground but managed to grab hold of the piping rail and pull myself up the grid iron steps to the rear landing of … Continue reading
All That I Hold Dear
Postcard from St.Kilda I am going to Armenia. Say goodbye to the dundun ding ding of the Carlisle St trams and their electric hum and steel track and grit as they rattle down to Luna Park. To dinners with my … Continue reading
What am I doing here? 