Started a bit late and took the bus to visit Monar Jonban, the shaking minarets, outside the city. The bus cost 10K one way and the entrance, no surprises there…200k!!! And the worst part, you cant even get a glimpse of how it looked like, just in case you wanted to turn back and head elsewhere. In i went and man was it unimpressive. Every 90 minutes, a guy climbs up to one of the minarets, wedges himself between that and a wall and rocks it by pushing against his feet. You can hear some bells ring and see both the minarets shake, which fortunately coincided when i went. No doubt this was an architectural marvel no doubt. Then i contemplated going to the fire temple which was a few kilometres down the same road but decided against it as meant a 1.5 km climb from the foot. And my foot i was going to do that in the scorching heat, also the experience of the previous fire temple near Kashan dissuaded me.
For a change, my second consecutive morning during a trip began without a hangover. I checked out after the pure wheat breakfast and was off to the south bus terminal, Terminal – e- jonoob on the metro headed to kahzriak.
The day began with one of the hosts, Jalal apologizing for Nadir Shah’s invasion of India in the 18th century. I forgave him on behalf of the Mughals saying he was only 200+ years late, which was accepted with a rather noisy laughter
Good question. It was asked by everyone whom i told about my travel plans, albeit with a lot more emotion and shock. Some went on to the extent of asking me if i booked a one way ticket. I surprised them by not getting souvenirs.