retiredmartin

June 2026. Yereven.

At ten to nine, the whole city of Yerevan seemed to descend on Republic Square.

And bang on nine, the singing fountains outside the national museums and Government buildings came to life.

Press PLAY to try to identify the classical piece being played.

Quite a cultured lot, the Armenians; the Yandex driver who took us home was playing Bruckener’s 8th symphony, a step up from Dire Straits and the Birdie Song, which I also heard that night. We tipped him well.

Hard to imagine a more family friendly city, or a safer one.

Perhaps Yerevans highlights are more subtle,

it’s more about the local colour than the must-sees,

and Mrs RM had decided that we’d attempt one bit of local colour before heading to bed.