Day 108 (Iran): sightseeing in Esfahan II

This time it’s the tourist thing. I set out to not just wander around as I usually do the first day I am in a town, but have a bit of a plan as I am leaving again tomorrow and things will be closed then as it will be Friday.

In the Jome Mosque I meet Omid and three French guys (Gontran, Julien and Raphael). I am sitting there leafing through my guide book, amazed at what I see when Omid comes over and asks whether I want to join them for a tour. Only if this is not a bother I reply. Turns out that Omid is a real tour guide and couchsurfing host, the other three staying with him. Unlike yesterday no creepy feelings.

We have a blast of a day - and the city is amazing. Omid is extremely knowledgeable about all things Esfahan and he guides us throughout all of Esfahan’s great sites. But more importantly he gives us insights into the life of people in this city and again, for me, this was a big learning experience.

We have a late lunch - trying our luck in the first place, which basically turns us away for no reason. Omid is extremely annoyed - and feels that all of what he has worked for (trying to show us the good sides of his city and country) has been destroyed by the restaurant owner. We find a much better place with great food and have more fun throughout the afternoon.

The mosque did not escape history unscathed. Here is what is supposed to be a Russian bullet hole.

This one struck me …

So did this one …

In the evening I meet up with Peter, the father of Isabelle who happens to be in the city as well. Another good meal closes out the night - almost - with great conversations about our experiences traveling all over.

I meet up with our tour group of the day at the Khaju bridge, enjoying the atmosphere and just having a great time.