I wish I could say 2017 was a good year. The thing is it really wasn’t, and I won’t lie about it. It was an important one though, that’s for sure.
Long story short I went through a lot of difficult personal issues, I worked 12 hours a day in the first half of the year, and then the G20 summit made my summer a chaotic nightmare.
In the meantime I realized I can’t live in Armenia anymore. Sorting that out also took a lot of time, effort, and wine glasses. Good news: it’s (kinda) sorted. I’m not still not sure about visa requirements for guinea pigs, but everything looks (semi)planned and (entirely) possible. More on that later.
After a long, exhausting winter and the summer of insomnia, the best fall had come. I was given a beautiful opportunity to spend 3 fulfilling months on a literary residency in Prague (thank you, Visegrad Fund, you might have easily saved my sanity).
During my time in Prague I fully realized two things, once and for all: I want to live there. Now. I want to write and translate poetry. It’s way more important than travel or than my desperate attempts of creating a home base in the Caucasus that I would love.
A few days after the New Year I will be going to Prague again to look for a house for us to start over in a different place. I would say “back home”, except I never lived there longer than like half a year at a time. But the feeling is there, somewhere. It’s been around for a while, and I just can’t ignore it anymore.
But wait, this post was supposed to sum up the 2017, not to reveal too much of my personal plans. I haven’t really traveled that much in the past year, but I managed to do some trips I really enjoyed, I visited some new places and had some happy returns. I wish I could explore more, but I’m rather content with what the year brought me-travel wise.
I finally returned to Kyiv (after a decade!) and visited the pretty town of Chernivtsi. I went to England and Montenegro for the first time. I explored some Bohemian tiny towns I always had soft spot for. I enjoyed sunny Cyprus after a long winter. I revisited Italy for the first time since high school and ate pretty much all the food they had in Lombardy. I went on numerous short trips in Armenia. Travel was a true relief this year, and I’m truly grateful for the trips I could take.
Other than my whining, this post is about to bring you a collection of the most beautiful (or perhaps the most photogenic) moments of the year. I hope you will enjoy them!