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Mark at White & Blue, a wonderful Greek restaurant in Alexandria

Mark was in Alexandria 34 years ago so he was an old hat at knowing what to expect here. This was all new to me, though, so here’s what I knew about Alexandria before we arrived. Founded by Alexander the Great when he conquered Egypt in the late fourth century BC, it became the capital of Egypt under the Ptolemaic dynasties that ended with Cleopatra. It was here that Julius Caesar came for what was to have been the final battle with his erstwhile ally and fellow triumvir (and even his one-time son-in-law) Pompey the Great, though the locals had killed Pompey before Caesar arrived; he is said to have wept at the news. He got over his grief though with what was apparently a lovely little fling with the Egyptian queen Cleopatra, as she soon thereafter gave birth to twins.

After Caesar’s untimely demise back in the Roman Forum Cleopatra – always in search of a strong man to help her defend her claim to the throne – partnered off with Mark Anthony who was Caesar’s closest ally and most likely successor. Alas, that didn’t work out either as a certain Octavian – Caesar’s wimpy great-nephew, known to history as Augustus – claimed the heritage and ultimately defeated Anthony and Cleopatra in a great sea battle. The two lovers retreated to Alexandria where she clasped an asp to her breast and died a glorious death. After that Alexandria continued to be the capital of Egypt for another 600-plus years, though now under Roman control.

The colorful harbor of Alexandria

Through it all, though, Alexandria remained the largely Greek city that had grown under the Ptolemies. It was one of the great cities of the ancient world, home of one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World – the Pharos Lighthouse – and the Alexandria Library, perhaps the greatest center of learning in the ancient world.

That’s what I knew in advance so I was sort of, without really thinking about it, anticipating something of the Greek Mediterranean here. What did I find? To my surprise (though of course I shouldn’t have been surprised) we found a lot more Africa and a lot less Greece. Certainly fascinating in its own way, just not quite what I’d dreamt of.

Walking along Alexandria’s Corniche – the roadway along the coast – we found mile after mile of these fading grand old buildings. Beautiful but certainly sad as well.

Today Alexandria is a massive, crowded, decaying city with some of the worst traffic – perhaps the absolute worst – we’ve ever seen anywhere in the world. We stayed at a hotel right on the coast so we had nice views and in fact a private beach to enjoy the otherwise somewhat limited Mediterranean experience. On our first full day in Alexandria we read about a Greek restaurant that was supposed to be good and it certainly was. The patio was up on the third floor of the city’s Greek center and had a great view of the harbor. Interestingly, it was right next to an old fort that was itself built on the site of the ancient Pharos Lighthouse. And then after lunch we walked the full six-plus miles along the Corniche back to our hotel, past the site of the ancient library, taking in the sights and smells and sounds of today’s Alexandria. The one big drawback to all that was that we needed to cross the street to get to our hotel, something that is little more than courting catastrophe. Seeing the locals do it, though, we saw how they just weaved in and out of traffic and eventually we made it too.

And that was about it for our three-night stop. Some beach time, some good Greek and later Egyptian food, some attractive old buildings but not really a lot for tourists. From here it’s down to Cairo as we burrow our way deeper into Egypt.

The beach was beautiful and largely abandoned by early November. Good Minnesotan that I am though, I thought the water was just fine. And yes, that’s me out there.

One of many beautiful mosques in Alexandria. There is something about those spires that just, well, inspires me.

It wasn’t just the buildings and the sea that made Alexandria beautiful

The view from White & Blue. Not a bad place for lunch, eh?

One day lunch was at a local Egyptian place. We were surprised that there were none of the various dips and salads that we’ve come to expect in Middle Eastern restaurants, but we coped and just ordered a bunch of other stuff. What we learned is that all those dips and salads weren’t on the menu because they bring them all free at the start of your meal. Yes, everything on the table here was free. We ended up with way too much food so if we ever come back we’ll just order one small dish and fill up on the free stuff!

And finally, here I am eagerly anticipating our Greek lunch

The pool, the beach, and across a little bay in the Persian (Arabian) Gulf to some of the cool buildings in downtown Manama

Why on earth would we spend five days in Bahrain? From Yerevan we connected through Dubai and flew on to Manama, Bahrain, the island kingdom’s capital just off the Arabian peninsula. “Why,” my Armenian seat mate who worked in Dubai asked, “would you go to Bahrain?” And as Mark went through immigration when we arrived there the agent kept asking “But what are you doing here?” as if to say “People don’t just come here on holiday.”

There aren’t really many good reasons except the one that finally satisfied the immigration agent: this was Mark’s 118th country. It’s what we do. There was a U.S. Navy base here in the 1970s and I remember from those days that I was intrigued; it was supposed to be about the worst duty station you could draw. But mostly it was really just about checking off a box. We had (modestly) enjoyed the visits earlier this year in Abu Dhabi, Dubai, and Oman and figured this would be similar. On top of that our goal was to fly to Alexandria and oddly Bahrain is one of the relatively few places where you can fly direct. So we flew to Bahrain and spent five days in the Persian Gulf or, as they call it here not so surprisingly, the Arabian Gulf. Arabs and Iranians aren’t the best of neighbors, you see.

Here I am enjoying the pool

What’s there to do in Bahrain? Not much to be honest. Our hotel had a nice little private beach and a beautiful pool, so we could hang out there. We found an Indian restaurant we liked so we could go there a couple of times, which beat the hell out of the overpriced food available at the hotel. There’s a national history museum that was definitely worth a couple of hours. I mean, I’d never heard of the Dilmun civilization, but now I know a little bit about it, especially their mound burial practices which made up a big part of the exhibit. And I learned a little bit about pearl diving, the mainstay of their economy over a few centuries until oil was discovered.

Otherwise, not so much to do, nowhere near as interesting as the other Gulf states (which weren’t really that interesting). The hotel was beautiful and a lot cheaper than it would be most anywhere else so that was nice. But in contrast to our stay in Dzoraget a couple weeks ago where Mark was bored while I found it pleasant, this time Mark enjoyed being laid back and I was bored. That’s OK, from here we’re off to Egypt where there should be a lot of interesting things to see.

That’s our hotel. I found the architecture a little austere, brutal even, though Mark liked it. That building in the background is interesting, though. It was reasonably close to our beach and at one point when I was lying there reading a book on genetics (A Brief History of Everyone Who Ever Lived) that I was enjoying I looked up and thought “Oh my god, that’s a double helix from some DNA!”

The cool skyscrapers across the bay from us in twilight

Another cool new building

And another shot of the pool, the beach, and the city. See, I told you there wasn’t much here.

Founded in 782 BC, Yerevan just happened to be celebrating its 2,800th birthday this year!

The last stop in our 23-day tour of the Caucasus was in the Armenian capital of Yerevan. I was in Yerevan for a couple days 32 years ago while studying in the Soviet Union. Like so many places in the former USSR, I found Yerevan to have changed dramatically in some ways, while still somehow retaining much of its Soviet feel.

We never got around to visiting Castro Shame Bar, though I was intrigued

I was shopping for soap but decided against this brand

Remarkably well preserved pots from 4,500 BC attest to Armenia’s very long history

Gone are the universally drab clothes of communist days. But while people are more stylish now, they wear a lot of almost mournful black and grey. Tons of shiny Mercedes line the streets, but mixed in with a surprising number of crumbling old Soviet Ladas that look like they were on their last legs decades ago. Grand Soviet edifices grace the center of the city, some of them even beautifully renovated. But shabby mass housing projects still linger around the edges.

And the Russian presence remains stronger than I expected. On the street I heard as much Russian as anything else. Russian language is ubiquitous on menus, storefronts, and movie posters. Most people working in hotels and restaurants are at least bilingual (Armenian and Russian) and often trilingual (with English). I found myself surprised when I’d ask a concierge in the hotel to make a dinner reservation, and he’d call the restaurant and conduct the whole conversation in Russian.

Like the other two Caucasian capitals (Baku and Tbilisi), we found Yerevan to be lively, attractive, bustling, and fun. There were plenty of good restaurant choices, loads of public art, and lots of well maintained parks, squares, and promenades.

But our favorite surprise in Yerevan was a dramatic indoor/outdoor arts complex called the Cafesjian Center for the Arts. The Center is built into and around the Yerevan Cascade, a massive set of staircases and fountains that climbs up a hill from the city center to some monuments at the top. The Cascade itself was begun in the 1970s, though it remained incomplete and was in a terrible state of disrepair until the early 2000s, when an Armenian-American businessman and philanthropist named Gerard Cafesjian used his own funds to complete its construction, along with the art center itself.

The result is what The New York Times described as “a mad work of architectural megalomania and architectural recovery… one of the strangest and most spectacular museum buildings to open in ages.” A pedestrian mall at the bottom of the Cascade is filled with sculptures. More artworks line the steps of the Cascade itself, and interior galleries linked by series of escalators run along the edges of the Cascade. It’s all fascinating to look at — and unlike anything we’ve seen before.

There is one other very special presence in Yerevan, something we didn’t get a glimpse of until we were climbing the Cascade itself on the first day when the skies cleared: the spectacular snow-capped Mount Ararat. It looms large over the city, even though it’s actually in Turkey (or in what locals might call Turkish-occupied Armenia). Every time we’d catch sight of Ararat we’d be amazed again by its striking beauty.

Mt. Ararat has a very special presence in Yerevan, even though it’s technically in Turkey

Our visit started off on the wet and gloomy side, but the city was still quite attractive. Plus my rain coat brightens everything up.

And there I am at the bottom of the fascinating Yerevan Cascade

A sculpture by Colombian artist Fernando Botero in the pedestrian mall/sculpture garden below the Cascade

Artwork adorns every level of the Cascade as you climb the hill

One special exhibit in the Cafesjian Center featured works by an Iranian photographer, Shadi Ghadirian. These photos were part of a series I really liked.

Just another lively square in Yerevan

Cities across the former Soviet Union feature gritty underpasses, often filled with little shops, to get across big wide streets

The little church in the front is the Katoghike Holy Mother of God Church, dating from 1264. When it miraculously survived the 1679 Yerevan earthquake, they built a new, bigger church around it. But when the Soviets tore that church down in 1936, protests led them to spare the original church. The new, bigger church here is Saint Anna, built in the early 2010s.

The History Museum of Armenia is loaded with artifacts from the country’s long history. Some were a yawner, but we were fascinated by this wooden cart from the second millennium BC

The only mosque in Yerevan, the Blue Mosque was reconstructed in the 1990s with Iranian funds

We’ve loved much of the food throughout this region, including pkhali, a Georgian specialty of chopped vegetables and walnuts

Dinner at a really cool (and almost empty) wine bar/restaurant called Vinograd

One last glimpse of Mt. Ararat