Monthly Archives: March 2018
strong winds bring coldness and thievery
When I got up, I first had to finish a large plate of food that a friendly man named Ahmad had brought me the night before. Then another villager, Kerman, took me to his field for a photo session: I have always been bad with plants. I like them, or most of them (the ones […]
invisible Afghans on the old road
When I left in the morning the sky was overcast: I liked overcast, because it meant that it wouldn’t be that hot. The road led me past painted walls most of the time. Some of them were quite colorful: There was a place apparently advertising sheep’s head for breakfast: I passed. Instead, I went to […]
wedding guest
So finally, finally, finally, after all this time, we were on the road again, the Caboose and I. We took a sort of highway out of Mashhad: Then it turned into a country highway in the outskirts: I took a lunch break next to a waterpark: And then I ran into this guy: Poor dude […]
how I got an iranian bank card
I had forgotten that I wanted to do three things before setting out on the road: 1) change money 2) buy some data for my cellphone 3) take a ride on Mashhad’s metro system. So my friend took me to a metro station: Everything looked nice and new: Inside there were “men only” and “women […]
mini consolation?
I was invited to another big fat meal today: My time as a guest here seemed to consist mostly of eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating. A comfortable lifestyle, but wasn’t I supposed to go out and walk? Not today. When the sun had gone down and temperatures outside were becoming bearable, we went to […]
after a time
There she was: Just like I had left her. She had been hanging out with some potatoes: I was happy that she had hardly gathered any rust at all, and that she was still her old sexy self. By loading the video, you agree to YouTube’s privacy policy.Learn more Load video Always unblock YouTube Of […]