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Into the Iranian Desert in Yazd, wrapping things up, and preparing for Pakistan

Travel Journal Overview: A desert loop trip outside of Yazd with mud citadels, mosques and wild dogs. More towers of silence climbing and saying goodbye to Christine. It was nearly time for me to leave … With a full group of four, Christine, Mark, Dmitri and myself decided to head off on LP’s recommended Desert …

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Getting to know Yazd, and my travel partner

Travel Journal Overview: Yazd was soon becoming my favorite place in Iran. The people were friendly, the sights were great as I finally got to see real Zoroastrian fire temples.  And, I was meeting new people. I was also getting to learn more about Christine, she was smarter than most gave her credit for. Breakfast …

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End of the tour, shaking minarets, an Armenian Church, the 33 arch bridge

Travel Journal Overview:A rather strange cultural scene with shaking minarets, the best church I’ve come across in my travels and back to those bridges Next up on the whistle stop tour: The Shaking Minarets, surely a highlight in many Iranian Tourists itinerary. At 11am a Mosque care taker would emerge on the roof, proceed to …

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Iranian nose jobs, Jameh Mosque and Zoroastrian fire temples.

Travel Journal Overview: My first introduction to Iranian nose jobs, yes they are common.  The wonderful Jameh Mosque. My first but not last Zoroastrian fire temple.   Iranian tours to meet some Iranians? I made it to the travel agent by 9am, after a rushed beefburger and bipsi breakfast. I was greeted by a solitary …

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Arriving in Istanbul, an old city on the cusp of European life

Travel Journal Overview: I should have guessed better. But my first impressions of Turkey were not old school. They were of Istanbul’s thriving tourist trade, then again, it was the middle of Ramadan. After climbing up the hill to Old Sultanahmet we arrived at the hostel our French friend had recommended…well not exactly but it …

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