12th October 2017
I love arriving in Yazd, the one thing you need in Yazd though...more time. Everyone leaves wishing this was the case.
As the sun sets behind the imposing towers of silence the call to prayer echoes out to the valley.
Driving back to the hotel past shops the small city is alive, selling silk, saffron and pistachio ice cream, nuts, sweets, nougat and various spices.
The next day commences with a nice walk around the quiet old red quarter, you can almost feel you lived here hundreds of years ago.
The Jameh mosque with the highest minarets loom over the area, paths lead off into the old bazaar, eerily silent in the mid afternoon heat.
The Bagh e Doulat gardens are one my favourite in Iran. The highest wind tower demonstrates some impressive engineering.
A short walk away is the beautiful chapmaq square illuminated at night. We join the queue at the famous sweet shop, bustling with locals who buy more than is possible to carry, we all walk away with our small mixed baklava and pistachio filled tins.