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Pots at Pirnia House, Na’in

I have just returned from a 3-week trip visiting family in Iran with my husband and son and, having caught up on my sleep and my washing, am able to put pen to paper (metaphorically speaking) to write up our latest adventures in this wonderful country. Over the past 5-6 years or so, Iran has been in the headlines mainly because of the nuclear debate, humanitarian issues and political elections. Over the past few weeks however, Iran has been the hot topic in many of the UK newspaper travel supplements describing the country as the latest holiday destination now that the UK Embassy is to open and relations are thawing.  This is great to see as I have long been telling people how wonderful Iran is; the people, the architecture, the history, the food, the culture. Sadly most people only get to see the country as traditionally portrayed in the press. Reporting is usually biased and unless you have experience of the “real” Iran, this negative picture of Iran is the one that remains. My mission is to write about my visits to Iran so that those who are interested enough to read about them are more aware of what Iran offers.

I must caveat my writings to make it clear that these are my experiences and I only write about what I observe. My husband is Iranian and therefore is fluent in Farsi. This undoubtedly helps to smooth the path in many instances. We have a house in Iran and therefore accommodation is not an issue. The family are very welcoming and always help when we want to travel outside the immediate Esfahan area. These are advantages that enable us to settle very quickly when we arrive in Iran and make the most of our trip each time.

Although I have been to Iran before I have never been in the summer months and therefore had to prepare for daytime  temperatures of between 35-43 degrees C and it was also the first time that my son has travelled with us. We also had a week before Ramazan began which would also prove to be an experience for us as I have never been in Iran during the month of fasting.  Both me and my husband travel on Iranian passports but Will needs a Visa. This was the first obstacle to overcome as we couldn’t send off his passport until late April when he returned from a field trip to Iceland which didn’t leave us much time to secure his passage before our departure in June. The travel agent we use to book our air tickets was really helpful and for a relatively small fee did all the paperwork and application for us and managed to get Will’s visa in good time.

Will chilling already

Will chilling already

So it was on Sunday 22 June that we travelled to Birmingham airport with two reasonably weighted cases (the boys) and my case weighing in at a cool 26 kilos-a full 4 kilos short of my maximum allowance 🙂

We flew to Esfahan via Istanbul landing safe and sound at 4.00am. Unfortunately our luggage didn’t as it was left behind in Istanbul. It was only after we had given our details to the very courteous security man that we emerged from the airport to see Feri’s nephew Ali there to pick us up. That was a surprise as we were expecting to get a taxi home, but a very welcome one after the disappointment of our wayward luggage.

Even at 5am it was hot and getting hotter but the air conditioning in the car did its job and we arrived home to meet the family for breakfast.

Luckily I did have some spare clothes that I had left behind from my last visit and so could at least shower and change after the long journey. Will was able to borrow some clothes from Amir which he was grateful for and so normality returned. After an afternoon sleep, dinner with the family and meeting the new addition to the family, a baby rabbit, we turned in for the night ready for our adventures to begin in earnest the following day.

Next: Do shanbe Bazaar (Monday market) and teenagers East and West meet up for a night out.

Learn the Lingo:

Breakfast                     Subhune

Lunch                            Nahar

Dinner                           Sharm

Rabbit                           Khargoosh (literally “donkey ears; khar = donkey, goosh= ears) 




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