While in Isfahan for Ashura, I had the chance to meet a group of extremely nice and welcoming local people, involved in an organization which aims was to inform foreigners on the paricular customs and culture revolving around the Ashura
One of the most - if not the most - important religious celebration for Shia Muslims is Ashura. It comemorates the killing of Husayn, the son of Ali and grandson of The Prophet, at the battle of Karbala.
Isfahan is probably the most interesting city in Iran. “Naqsh-e Jagan” the central city square, is a trully amazing sight, with perfectly preserved historical Safavid …
Black Hills in Kharanaq. Picture taken from the abandoned house mentioned in the previous post.
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.
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.
For some reason train rides have a particular savour, and with the blossoming of low-cost airlines we don't really enjoy them as much as we did in good old Europe. Luckily as Tehran isn't yet an Easyjet hub I was happily forced to travel back in time and take night trains as I did in my mythologized InterRail days.