Morning breakfast with the extra fried eggs gave us the strength and stamina to venture into the bazaar and do some shopping, because the reality was that until then we had only bought a few souvenirs mostly for others and not necessarily anything special for ourselves. If there is a place where one can always find special and unique things to buy is Isfahan
We took some photos by a huge statue honouring handicraft and a few others by "the reader", which in my personal opinion is a rather interesting statue located in front of the Public Library of Isfahan.
We started at the Miniature Art Gallery of Hossein Fallahi where apart from having watched a young lady painting we also sellected some artisitc pieces of jewellery which associate miniature painting with silver fillegree work.
We soon realised it was time to have lunch, which meant we had spent quite a while at Fallahi's. Soon after having eaten and though many of the bazaar stalls were closed we strolled around, having ended up at some friends' stalls - Mustapha and Ali Reza's - to buy some Nomadic jewellery and a carpet respectivelly. On the way we were introduced to Fatma, who works at an antique shop, whose objects I fell in love with. I felt somehow tempted to buy a Nomadic coat and the whole thing which stood in the way was the weight ... it was particularly heavy and I honestly couldn't imagine myself carrying three or four kilos around.
Despite being very different when it comes to personal style, both of us found things that pleased us immensely.
By the time we made it towards Mirdamad via Hasht Behesht it was getting dark and we were both tired though we still had to get ready for a dinner invitation.
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