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Trip Start Jan 08, 2005
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Amir Kabir

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Thursday, September 22, 2005

Up bright and early to get our bus back to Esfahan we arrived at the bus station with, we thought, just enough time to get a tea and jump on the bus, but as we soon found out we were an hour and a half early as the clocks had gone back during the night!!!!! Bugger. Just to make sure though, we confirmed with a load of different people and unfortunately they were all right. Plenty of bloody time now for tea. When we finally got on the bus, our seats were directly behind the driver, which he didn't appear happy with so the bus boy tried to make David move to sit next to a man. We waved our ticket around alot and said we're married and staying put. Then a fat bitch got on and started going off and waving her arms about at us and the bus boy. He tried it on again but David put his angry face on and waved our ticket around again and mentioned married, so they reluctantly left us alone. But they weren't happy. The bus driver kept an eye on us in his mirrors making sure we weren't getting up to any hanky panky. Like I'd give him any satisfaction!!!

When we finally go into Esfahan we went to find a different hotel but the guy there was a sandwich short of a picnic. We walked into reception and he was in the kitchen. He saw me but ignored me for a while. Then, when he could be bothered, he came out and looked at David questioningly. We made our double room gesture and he held up four fingers. He had a kind of dumb-founded glazed look about him and his mouth was open all the time. David held up two fingers and pointed at me. The guy holds up his four fingers again. David says no, and motions to me and holds up two fingers. The guy was just not getting it so I suggested we move on. We couldn't find another place so we just gave up and went back to the dreaded Amir Kabir Hostel. They were so happy and gave us our old room back.

I had wanted to have a relaxing couple of days doing not much. We'd spent alot of time in carpet shops last time and I wanted to walk the river and check out the different bridges. But we decided to check emails first. Mum had been so impressed with the prices of the carpets we had bought that she and her partner (also called David) wanted us to get some for them. I was up for it but David wasn't so excited. So the rest of our time (two and half days worth) was spent checking out the various carpet shops, taking photos and sending loads of emails. Email in Iran isn't the best so it took a long time sending the pics but we were on a first name basis with the email guy and he always gave us his best pc! We met some nice people too. In one shop they even invited us to stay for lunch with them and fed us loads. We drank heaps of tea too. In the end we went back to the shop we had bought our carpets from and to his son's shop in the bazaar. David was losing patience. We had the specifics, measurements, budget and types now and decided to offer them a recommendation. We emailed the pics and waited for their reply. Luckily they loved what we had chosen for them and all systems were go. There were another two prayer rugs that we had in reserve for them, that we actually liked ourselves so we bought them too. They were an absolute bargain. Akbar and his son Koorosh had been really patient with us through out our ordeal and of course were happy that we ended up buying everything from them. We learnt alot about carpets too!!

Our rug dealing days over, we were free to get off to Yazd in the morning, so we went to a lovely restaurant overlooking my favourite dome of the Sheikh Lotfollah Mosque for a celebration dinner.

Everyone who had been to Yazd said it was the highlight of their trip. It would be hard to beat Esfahan. I still didn't get to walk the river though.
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