Tour to Gyumri

7 hours
Оne-day sightseeing tour.

Good 7
Score from reviews

Tour programm

9:00
Departure from Yerevan to the region Shirak
10:30
Aruchavank, the largest early medieval domed church of Armenia (34.6 x 16.95 m); significant for architecture as well as preserved fresco.
12:00
Gyumri, the second largest city of Armenia; former military, trade, business and cultural center.
16:00
Marmashen, a prominent religious and cultural center of medieval Armenia; it had a huge depository of manuscripts, a school.
17:00
Harichavank Monastery, which is unique with its simplicity, perfect contours. The monastery served as a scientific center.
19:00
Arrival to Yerevan

Individual tour by request

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Currency :

* Prices are per a person

 

The price includes:

  • All the transfers according to the program (our carport);
  • English speaking guide service;
  • Entrance fees;
  • Travel map of Armenia;
  • 2 bottles of water a day;
  • Taxes.

 

The tour price does not include:

  • Lunches during the tours;
  • Alcoholic drinks;
  • Insurance;

 

Notes:

  • Tour can start from any place you prefer in Yerevan;
  • Tour package fro children under 5 is free of charge; 
  • For children from 6 to 11 - 50 % discount; 
  • Monday for museums is non working day.


Author : Natalia Zalibekian, 26 August 2015, 03:35
Gyumri
This old city does not let go. Like an old photo, like a painting under a layer of dust, where the black can turn out to be colorful, and the colors – black. Lively. And that is why there is a strong feeling of not belonging there. You stand there like a scarecrow between tens of barber shops and realize that you will never choose the right door. And because of this you feel a little uncomfortable. I felt like this in Italy: after the noisy and open Rome where the stroll owner first tries to explain you the road and then closes his small store blocking the entrance with a chair to accompany the senseless pregnant to the needed crossroad, we found ourselves in Florence. In two Florences: one was shabby and with maps and contrasted with the locals, as if we all were soaked into a bucket with green paint when getting off the bus. The second, the real Florence was congested with narrow roads and was feeding the cats with fish, displayed vegetable stalls on the pavements, hung striped mattresses from the windows, took children to school and smiled. And it was immediately clear that one can never become local even in return to love. But there is one big difference from those Italian impressions. It is the feeling that in fact there is no other Gyumri apart from the one demolished a whole generation ago. The lively city is a transparent picture on top of the pink one. People with no homes, homes with no people. And this is impossible, isn’t it? One wants to open a marriage agency and take them there till the legs can dance no more. Though I do not dance, the ball book is with the mother. Strange, surprising planning of the city center, those straight streets, overlapping at the right angles, which sometimes unexpectedly go up the hill. And the rebellion of a separate construction; at the peak of an accurate square of the yard there stands a house on an angle but oblique, behind the entrance door the stairs lead up to the sky – like to another dimension. Somewhere there are houses on top of each other and reliefs of a building already familiar for the eye– and this looks more like a challenge. Abandoned and locked yards. Signboards from the past. Attempts to fix the modern. Several thousands of people without a shelter. And bewilderment: is the power in the stones, in the past, in the symbols? This is just meal, subsistence wage. This all makes no sense without people. And it is incredibly difficult for a person with no shelter to protect himself from the dark. This scar will once become so old that it will stop from recovering and attracting girls. And the city will be of course rebuilt. Creation and rebellion – two winds that blow in your direction in the crossroads of the old city. Maybe because it is very beautiful even now, despite…And very freshening: it is like an echo from a will you have screamed into…

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