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Sop perreyl everybody ,
( hello in Farsi, the Iranian language )
Sorry, the unexpected events explain the delay in
my correspondance.
Here's the headlines from the two last weeks.
I have too to say at you.
At the Turkish border with Iran , i wait my passport
in a big hall with 50 persons .
There are a lot chairs but they aren't all utilized.
the women have a main sail and they put their
carpet on the ground and sit down.
During this time the men wash their feet and their
hands before going into the prayer room.
The children run and jump with eldest control.
Suddenly , a man call me ; i'm the first one to have
my passport.
being a foreigner in Iran is like invited and invit is
sacred.
The Tabriz streets are very busy; the cars klaxon ,
there's a lot of people ,
the main sail for the women cover their body and it's
generally black .
You see only yhe hands and the face.
The writting is " Farsi " which's very different with
latin .
Sometimes, the people look at me with a smile or
with a " hello ",
somebody ask me about "my come from". Often,
they are students at the university.
A few iraniens speak english and less speak french .
Yet, in a book shop i met Reza who speak a little
french ,he invites me to drink the tea .
Reza conducts me to meet Peinan who's 20 ; he
speaks about 10 languagesand he loves talk with
the foreigners .
During 4 days, i was his invited, the time to the new
collect , a walk in the mountain and in the Tabriz shop
with the big market covered.
I have loved the family meals with the nice cooker :
his mum " Fatima " .
Ache is made with fines herbes.
After a night in a bus i arrive to Hamadan in a
splendid cave ; i discover the site with a pedal-
boat.
I met Asan who's a Zidane fanatic . I slept a time
in his house .
After i went to Esphahan where i take off my cap and
my gloves.
Esphahan is famed with the beauty of the mosques ,
its big " Imam square " and its old bridges lighted in the
night ; there are youngswho sing A Cappella .
I stayed 4 days and i met students who speak english
and they are happy to converse with me about the
differences between the 2 countries.
Iran is an Islam republic with stricts laws , old habits ,
feast about musulman religion : Chiite.
The calendar isn't the same in France . In April, it' s
new year and friday in Iran is like sunday in France .
I was bored to have a cyber café the last friday
because all the bars was closed .
The day after, i went to Garmeh with Ben
(an english boy ) that i knew at the hotel .
Garmeh is inhabited with 100 persons ; this village
is around an oasis in the desert near Khur at
the north of Yazd (for the tourist).
The bus are rares and i practise again hitch hiking
with my friend Ben along 300 km through the rocky
desert .
A driver wanted to give me some money because
i sang in the lorry .
The policemen stoppe all the vehicles to find us
a car to conduct us at our village with
palm trees around the city .
The net café is going to shutted .
Sooner i will put the photos ; at the next etap at
Shiraz with Ben and necessary "hitch hiking".
Ruda Afes ****
Pierre | 
