Leaving Shiraz behind us we came to Yazd by an 8-hour trip on a night bus. Yazd is one of the few cities of Iran which is a must-see, so our Slovenian friends Miha and Mirt also came along. At around 3AM we woke up for Iranian soldiers poking us softly and asking everyone to leave the bus. We were quite confused for a moment but then a local guy translated for us: they were searching for drugs. We got off the bus, removed all our bags too, standing at attention and hoping they won't start f*cking around with us. A trained dog figured out that we were all clean, but then they found a bag not belonging to any of us, so they took it away really quick and professionally standing around it they threw its contents to the ground piece by piece. This procedure took them about a half hour... then back to the bus. In the morning we headed to the place of our CouchSurfing friend Balal (26). How just put us to bed and left to work. We slept till late. We arranged with our Slovenian friends to meet up later and get lost in the narrow alleys of the old city together. The color of Yazd is sand. There is sand everywhere, the air, the buildings, the streets. Positive impression: it was not full of garbage everywhere, only a few used tires here and there, and a fridge :)
If the end our Slovenian friends were also invited to Balal's place as they stayed in the same hotel where Balal works. It happened in this hotel that David ate camel, as you could see the gallery before. In the background of the pictures in the gallery, you can see some foreigner backpackers in the garden. We made friends with almost every one of them in the previous cities, which also shows that everyone "wanders" the same way, some faster, some slower. Back to the story: we had dinner and shared our music, and stuff... :) For Balal's request I painted stuff on his walls, muhahahaa :) What do you think this is?
The next day we headed to Kerman in the awful heat, not staying long is Yazd, as we felt we saw everything interesting.
