Getting a new roommate in a hostel is always fun, especially at 04:30 in the morning… So that cut short the third night in a row in this hostel (5h). Didn’t feel like hitch-hiking and could join 7 other people going my way, so we cheaply rented two taxis to get to Goris, a little town in the mountains in Southern Armenia. The next morning I left the guesthouse early to hitch-hike the 200 km to the border (which led to surprising looks of the owners, who kept explaining that the marshrutka would leave at 11:00, so where was I going this early?).
After three rides I was walking down the road when I got invited to lunch, which, this being Armenia, included wodka and toasts to my well-being. After lunch (during which no cars passed on the road), I started hitching again and surprisingly found a ride within 5 minutes straight to my destination, the town of Meghri on the border with Iran.