Sitting at Chimera, watching these always-burning fires, my hiking friend and trail angel Elena tells me a Russian fable.
A short tribute to the animal friends who sometimes keep us company.
Un breu homenatge als amics peluts que hem fet durant el camí.
Note: My version of this blog consolidates the many acts of kindness we received during our three months in Iran. Lluís, however, has done an incredible job writing about all of these experiences in much greater detail. If you really want to see how Iranians are, please take a few minutes and translate his post, Però quí fa tot això? from Catalan to English (Google Translate may help). All of these things happened to us…they are all true… and we are still overwhlemed thinking about how good people are to us!
We have been so lucky to be the recipients of all sorts of kindness for 18 months from Thailand to Uzbekistan.
But Iran takes hospitality to a completely different level, something we have not found anywhere else on this journey or on other “normal” trips.
Here are a few special moments from our walk in Iran.
Thank you, dear people, for making your country so beautiful to us.
Aquí hi ha alguns moments especials del nostre viatge a Iran.
Gràcies, estimats, per fer que el vostre país sigui tan bonic per a nosaltres.
Sleeping in Iran proved to be less of a challenge than many other countries we walked.
Ali waves to us from the top of the hill. We wave back, reluctantly.
It’s the end of our walking day, and we are scanning the desert landscape for a suitable campsite. We have our eye on an abandoned house on the flattened section of the hill not far from where Ali is standing. Continue reading One Moment: Those People
We want to show you how our typical conversation goes in India.
It’s an unspoken chat, done in universal sign language.
I stand in a shower of full moon beams, listening to the prayers vibrating from the nearby loudspeaker of the temple. The shadows of the trees in the garden dance on the ground.
We notice a lot of things when walking the world.
As similar as we all are, we do things differently, either because of customs, cultures or habits.
Here are a few of the curious things we discovered in Bangladesh, in random order. (Lluís does a much better job remembering and noting all these little things. Check out his post in Catalan, published the same day as this one; you can use Google translate to get the gist.)
These Tajik and Russian words will long echo in our ears and our hearts. They are more than an invitation for tea. They are a way into people’s homes and lives. They are reflections of a kind of hospitality people in today’s busy world don’t seem to have time for any more. These words have come to mean “Tajikistan” to us.