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we wanted to take a night bus to shiraz, but had to find out that they were all booked out, so although the sun had long set and we were quite tired, we decided to just test our luck and try to hitchhike out. against all expectations, a single woman stopped after a couple of minutes, worried about us. it's (understandably) usually quite rare for women to stop for me, but for two strangers, in the middle of the highway, in the middle of the night, in the middle of iran, i would've never expected it.

she called a friend to translate and invited us to stay at her house for the night, no tarov. we couldn't refuse. after a bit of driving, we arrived and met her husband and child, before sitting down in the living room to have dinner. it was delicious, but we were quite sure that we were eating their pre-sunrise-meal (mind you it's still ramadan). they didn't accept anything but empty plates though.

then, to our surprise, they all said goodnight and left the flat entirely, essentially leaving us their whole home. textbook iranian hospitality, absolutely incredible. the next morning, the woman even drove us to a good hitchhiking spot, but not before showing us a viewpoint of her beautiful city and giving us food for the way.Baca lagi