Time for some real Yazd exploration. I checked out and left the bag at the reception assuming the day could be wound up by noon and that Shiraz seemed a possibility to reach by night. Clearly, I was wrong.
The breakfast was a nice spread and the amount of orange juice I drank must have put my other love, beer, to jealousy.
All the money i saved for shopping will now vanish into thin air – Shiraz it is baby! Well, there’s more, the reason i came to iran for, Naqsh-e-rustam, also brings me here.
The bed was so comfortable that I woke up by 10 and the dining table’s chair was so comfortable that I had an extended breakfast. Well, the former is true, the latter was because I spent time talking to a French lady who was quite familiar with India, her arts and had also learned bharatnatyam!!