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This project, which I call The Longest Way, and which nominally revolves around the activity of walking, seems to entail quite a bit of motorized transport. Airplanes. Trains. Buses. Taxis.

“Hey, I’m walking home from China to Germany, here’s a picture of me in a cab!”

Anyway, here’s a picture of Tehran through a cab window:

taxi ride in Tehran

I found a bus, and this time it wasn’t of the VIP kind. It was just a regular-ass bus:

bus ride

I got a seat all the way in the back (where the cool kids are), and when I looked outside it took me a long time to understand what was happening with the window:

world through water

There was water in it. Between the two panes of the window. The water would slosh back and forth as we rumbled through the mountains, and it was really quite mezmerizing.

When I arrived in Chalus, my friends welcomed me with an interesting drink:

Iranian home brewed beer

It was homemade, it tasted sweet, and it did what it was supposed to do.
And so we concluded that it was good.

Afternoon turned to evening, and evening turned to night, and when I eventually stepped out into the darkness, the air was cool, and Chalus seemed quite beautiful:

Chalus

And it dawned on me that soon I would be out there, again.

Walking.

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