This post was written while nursing a coffee in the Mehrabad airport, Tehran, Iran.
I’m nearing the end of my epic trip to Iran but there’s still a couple of good weeks left. I am simultaneously positively pining (pining!) to be back in New York yet absolutely saddened & heartsick by the thought of leaving Iran. The plight of the hyphenated people!
Much like my iPhoto folder, my head and heart are exceeding capacity and busting at the seams — with the abundance of experiences and feelings and thoughts and tastes and sights of this adventure. I need a good bit of alone-time after leaving Iran to fully process this journey. In some ways, the present feels like a dream.
A nice dream though … with things like this:
So far, I’ve gotten to travel to the cities I long dreamt of visiting: Shiraz, Isfahan and Yazd. By the time this post is posted, I’ll be off on a sentimental trip to Kermanshah, the lovely region where my father’s family hails from. I’ve heard flowers are in abundance in the region now and I’m so looking forward to seeing my long-time-no-see relatives and tasting their sure-to-be delicious cooking.
Can’t wait either to sit down sometime in the future and share it all with you in a substantial heart-to-heart.
For now, till soon & have a happy weekend!