Shnoravor!

Soooooo yesterday my b-b-b-b-b-b-b-birthday. I really didn't want to make a big deal out of it because I didn't think I could expect much from an Armenian celebration... or rather I didn't know what to expect.
It wasn't until noon, when Tsoline found out through facebook that it was my birthday. Then the word was out and I got a text from Vram and Ara. It was a normal day up until my Armenian class was over and I got a call from Alex who was coming to pick me up. Hayk was still performing his concert so Alex and I waited for him at a coffee place near the Opera. It was really nice and we spoke a lot about Prague which made me kinda sad after cause I still miss it a lot but then he MADE MY DAY with a personal annectode from his first moments in Prague. Apparently, he was walking in an ally late at night and and a black drug dealer asked came up to him and said "Marijuana?" and he turned with a frightened look asking "Madonna?" he thought the guy was a priest or something.... Poor Alex had no idea what weed was!