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A head-and-shoulders illustration of Kano. She has medium brown skin, long brown hair and is wearing a darker yellow jacket. She has glasses and is smiling with her mouth open.

small changes feeling big by Kanokwan T. '25

my winter in Armenia

Every IAP, I travel.

I can’t help it. There’s this wanderlust gremlin in me that’s always eager to experience new places. Access to global experiences is one of the reasons I chose this MIT, especially because I didn’t have access to them growing up. I dreamt of seeing worlds beyond my own.

So, I must confess: before this trip, I didn’t know much about Armenia. But, that’s largely why I chose it. There was an allure: what was this place really like?


I was there to teach a renewable energy course at TUMO with my friend Caitlin O. ’25. We taught students how to CAD, circuit-build, and code—culminating in a solar-powered night light. The project was very cute and a good means to pick up skills. The experience was fun for what it was, though an unexpected hurdle came up. Caitlin, unfortunately, fell very ill the 2nd day, so I had to learn some of her material and teach 9 out of the 10 days mostly on my own. (don’t worry, she’s doing much better now) Thankfully, TUMO pairs teachers from abroad with teaching assistants/translators, which was especially helpful since many students didn’t speak English and I had to teach solo on the fly. Despite the challenges, the students’ enthusiasm made the experience all the more rewarding. I found myself always bouncing around the classroom answering questions from eager kids. And their final projects were mad cool.


I lived in the capital city: Yerevan. Our teaching program also covered a day trip out to rural Dilijan.01 (also known as the Switzerland of Armenia, which I found to be quite fitting) A solid mix of fast and slow places. Here are some pictures…

Yerevan

day
night

Dilijan


I loved finding something new every day.

The cultural differences appeared not in dramatic ways but, instead, subtleties. The city was lined with rose-colored tiles, echoing the beauty of its flower gardens. Armenian was the dominant language, followed by Russian, with English a distant third. A circular park anchored the city’s center, gently curving the roads around it. Cars zipped through the streets like mad, while sidewalks dipped into underground markets.


Seeing both the city and the rural was sweet; I saw the country more as a whole. Pretty mountains, deep history, and wonderfully curious people.

Hajoghutyun, Armenia.

  1. (also known as the Switzerland of Armenia, which I found to be quite fitting) back to text