I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks

Thursday, April 23, 2015


After deserts and dust, Shiraz is positively lush. The road into the city has high stone walls with terraces and waterfalls, and there are gardens everywhere.

We had dinner at the hotel tonight, and the first song the band played that I recognized was Hava Nagila. True story.

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