Sometimes, without too precise an explanation (or with no obvious explanation at all), we feel the urge of going back to a certain place. And it is only there that we realize how much we missed the fragrance, the sound, the beat that place is about. Simply because, without knowing it, that place has turned into our own being.

Years back, Iran stirred the traveler in me and I shall always turn to it with my eyes and ears wide open.


For pictures from Iran, click here.