I sometimes wonder, often in retrospective, whether things have their underlying, deeper meaning. All the problems with Mosafer – were they actually a precaution to save us from boastering in Lut desert? I had the plan laid down for us … Continued
»This one I like. Where was it taken?« The customs officer, unfortunately I forgot his name, browses the phone. »Kashan,« he says. »This desert is near Kashan.« The trouble with going to a new destination like Iran was for us … Continued