I found myself taking a picture with every corner I turned, trying any way possible to bring the beauty of Armenia back with me. With every new location, I found myself smiling as I stared at the amazing view. It didn't matter if we were headed to an ancient destination or if we were on the road there, it was all breathtaking.
The mountains seemed to tower over us as they reached for the white clouds. The cows and sheep grazed, surrounded by bright purple, pink, yellow, and white wild flowers. The green pastures and golden fields swayed with the wind. The blue streams and rivers seemed to be endless. I couldn't believe my eyes. "Hayastan" was something out of a dream.
