The last moments were spent with Mustapha at an incredibly beautiful restaurant, whose setting was undescribable. Had it been warmer and the three of us might have eaten out in the artificial garden but opted to eat by the fire in a cosy restaurant booth, Iranian-style instead.
We had a copious meal and a really interesting evening till we were driven to the airport in the early hours of the morning, once our flight was the first to leave to Istambul from Isfahan.
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