Black Hills in Kharanaq. Picture taken from the abandoned house mentioned in the previous post.
Monthly Archives: December 2010
This empty room is part of a huge construction, very much alike a giant sand castle, holding litteraly hundreds of abandonned rooms. Apparently built around a thousand years ago it is one of the only remaining "mud cities" in Iran, and used to be the home of several hundered inhabitants. Today only one family is still livng there.
Sorry, bad joke (see previous post).
A bit cliché, but the almost caricatural image of this very typical westernized upper class Tehrani woman in the middle of the rural inland of Iran is somehow striking
Yazd is a fairly small city in the center of Iran. If you are in the area it's really worth a visit, it is actually one of the only two iranian cities (with Isfahan) that still has an old city center, with small twisting streets reminding of morrocan medinas
" Freedom - or its opposite - appears in the world whenever such principles are actualized; the appearance of freedom, like the manifestation of principles, coincides with the performing act. Men are free - as distinguished from their possessing the gift for freedom - as long as they act, neither before nor after, for to be free and to act are the same"
It actually somehow looks like they literally are coming from the Sun.
So after 8 hours of night ride we arrived in Yazd at dawn, slightly tired but delighted to witness a particularly beautiful sunrise in the middle of the Iranian desert.