Tuesday, 3 September 2019

Isfahan, Iran - Day 3 - the Imam square -The 18th of August 2019



We reached the Isfahan bus terminal at Kaveh by early morning after a nine hour bus drive that somehow felt less tiring than the one that had taken us to Kermanshah. Because of the heat we decided to stay indoors till around lunch time, which we had just around the corner of alley 37 in Mirdamad.









We then headed back to our favourite square where we intended to spend part of the evening, but not without having strolled around Hash Behesht, where I met a little girl whom I gave a made up colouring bag to and having tea at one of the many patio cafés around the area.



















Part of my immediate happiness comes from sitting in the Imam square and just let the light and entertainment sounds fill my soul. I do not seem to need much more.
 
 
 



















As night fell and people started "invading" the square we moved onto the Qeysarieh International Museum and Café, so as to have a better view over the square. We just sat there for hours till we felt ready to get back "home". Never had we stayed out for so long ... It was just a magic night ...
 
 




































 

Monday, 2 September 2019

Kermanshah, Iran - Day 4 (afternoon and evening) - On the way to I Saq vand; back to Kermanshah - The 17th of August 2019



Our main difficulty seemed to find a place in which to eat something once it was gone past the hour of so called "normal" lunches.  We were finally happy to find a restaurant by the road, where many truck drivers were stopped and where we had some very good grilled chicken.
 
 


























Soon after the meal we were back on the road, this time along rather isolated roads, that seemed to be embedded in the mountains. The whole surrounding landscape was mustard and golden brown as we moved away from "civilization". The rock carved tombs of I Saq vand reminded me of similar burial grounds in Turkey.
 
 
Before driving back to Kermanshah to collect my friend who had decided to spend her day at a Beauty Saloon to witness and try the reputation of Iranian beauty "artists" and catch a bus back to Isfahan, we still had time to stop and have our on the way fabricated tea and lie down for a rest under the shade of some trees.