yazd

hitchhiking to yazd was the best decision we could've made. after a quick taxi ride to the outskirts of isfahan, we tried our luck and an old afghani took us with him. he didn't speak a word of english and was illiterate though, so he didn't really get what we were trying to do and drove us to his house, where we were surrounded by his children. after a couple minutes of confusion, we decided to just book it and walk back to the road. it took a couple of tries, but we got another ride to an industrial town, where we were finally picked up by a young guy going to yazd.

he spoke great english and german as well and was super friendly, even bought us some snacks along the way and categorically refused to take any money at all. 4 or 5 hours later, now in the dark on the ring road of yazd, we tried to hitchhike inwards again and got picked up super quickly by another dude. he was super happy to have us and stopped at 10 different shops, everytime getting us another little treat and finally driving us all the way to our hostel.

we were greeted by our now good friend fuad, who was in company of his brother and his brothers girlfriend. the hostel is probably the most beautiful one i've ever seen and we stayed up late chatting with the guys in the courtyard.

the next day, we went out to explore the city. it's a one of a kind place and a must see in iran, an authentic mazelike city built wholly in a traditional mud building style. the pictures can't convey how cool it was to walk through all the little tunnels and alleyways. not only did we meet a photographer and had a little photo shoot, but i also met my wife on an evening walk with fuad. we played it as a joke, but her not so much. 😬Leggi altro