After Shiraz and Persepolis it was time for the hot Yazd. Very hot.
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We said good-bye to our host in Shiraz and headed towards Yazd. But first, we visited the ancient town of Persepolis.
Previously I wrote several times about the incredible hospitality if the Iranian people. It’s not a legend, it’s not an exaggeration: they are the most hospitable people I’ve ever met. Just take this example: in Yazd, Ali offered us his entire home even though he was not even in town. I’m on CouchSurfing since 2006 and on Hospitality Club since 2005, but didn’t ever have this experience.
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People were gazing us in the streets, they were trying to discover us. We were also extremely curious of them, so when we found somebody who spoke English, questions were flying… 🙂 The two parallel worlds were simply gazing and discovering each other.
Shiraz was gracious to us: we met somebody who offered us his entire home, plus… alcohol, music and video clips showing women in a provocative light. Highly illegal in Iran…
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Sunday, September 17: we set out on a long and adventurous (later it turned out to be) journey to the mountains. Thanks to Soroush we visit his family in the Padena region and meet the Qashqai nomad tribe. Moreover, we manage to attend a wedding…
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After the Maranjab desert, the caravanserai, the campfire and the party with alcohol, we continued our roundtrip in Iran with a visit to Isfahan. Well, what can we say, people have yet again been very gracious to us, but especially our CouchSurfing hosts: Soroush, Saied and Simi.
Which of them is an artist? Who invited us for tea and why?
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The Damavand experience was over, it was time for the full immersion into the Iranian society. The best method is with CouchSurfing, when you stay with locals, getting to know their way of thinking, lifestyle, wage, housing arrangements, opinion of local, regional and international matters.
And the discovery begun: the two parallel worlds were gazing at each other. We were amazed by some of the aspects of Iranian life, the locals were keen to interact with us. If they spoke English, they didn’t hesitate to approach and talk to us. I felt like an UFO discovering a living, speaking treasure…
Almost all of them thought we’re Germans. Some were disappointed that actually we weren’t. We were from Magyaristan…
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Mount Damavand is the highest peak in Iran and the Middle East, and the highest volcano in Asia. A total of nine people from the group decided to attempt reaching the summit – 5610 meters. According to some other calculations, the peak is at 5670 meters. One can see the Caspian sea from there. It’s not a technical climb, it’s reachable if you have an upper-middle physical condition. One has just o tolerate the high altitude.
Day 1: Tehran Imam Khomeini International Airport -> Polur (Camp 1 – 2270 meters) -> Goosfand Sara/Saheb Zaman Mosque (Camp 2 – 3040 meters)
Day 2: Goosfand Sara/Saheb Zaman Mosque (Camp 2 – 3040 meters) -> Bargah Sevom ( Camp 3 – 4220 meters)
Day 3.: Bargah Sevom ( Camp 3 – 4220 meters) – Damavand summit (5671 meters)
Did we manage to go right up to the top?
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