into orchards

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I wanted to continue on the nice quiet country roads, so I asked the people of the eco-lodge in Radkan to help me come up with a roadmap to Quchan, and they did:

roadmap to Quchan

It was basically going to be village hopping.

The road was so quiet it was mezmerizing:

country road

One time I ran into a shepherd:

shepherd near Radkan

And one time there was a little village even smaller than Radkan:

village near Radkan

Meysam and his friend stopped their car to say hi:

Meysam

Every time I was about to enter a village, I would see monuments to the villagers that had been killed in the Iran-Iraq War in the 1980s:

memorial to a dead soldier

And sometimes, on the dust roads between the villages, I would see rocks that were neatly piled up for reasons that were beyond my knowledge:

rocks

The gravel road was a bit tough to walk on sometimes, but it was beautiful just as I had imagined it:

dust road

When I arrived in the village of Mouchenan, it gave me the most charming welcome – a medieval-looking road winding through fruit orchards:

into Mouchenan

But when I was actually in Mouchenan, it was different – loud and noisy (I feel almost tempted to say “strong refrigerators”), with a bunch of young men riding up and down the main street on their motorbikes:

in Mouchenan

The mosque was closed. So I talked to a group of gentlemen whom I referred to in my mind as the “village elders”:

dudes of Mouchenan

And sure enough, Mohammed, Mustafa, and Ali found a place where I would be safe that night:

Mohammed, Mustafa, Ali

Great people.

The daily video:

And a 360 degree thing where you can see sheep:



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