Day 66: Where's the wine?
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June 10th, 2010 – by: Biedjee
Early next morning I said goodbye to Ali and took a taxi to the bus station to take the bus to my next destination: Shiraz. It was strange to be on my own again. Michael was staying in Esfahan for one or two more days and I had not had any appointments with couch surfers lined up in Shiraz (it was exams period, so all the people I had had contact with were too busy with their studies to meet up). Michael and I had agreed to meet each other again in Kerman, next week, to do a trip into the desert together. But we were sure to bump into each other at one point or another.
If the name Shiraz might sound familiar, it might be because of its once famous export product: wine. This is the area where the famous Shiraz grape originates from. Unfortunately with the current Islamic law in Iran all vineyards have been long closed and no wine is made here any more.
Shiraz was a return to the extreme heat. With the temperature soaring above 40 degrees it wasn't particularly comfortable sightseeing. I walked around the sights in town, but retreated back to my airconditioned hotel room after a couple of hours. I figured I would head back in town in the early evening, when it would be cooler.
I received a text message from Michael. He had decided to leave Esfahan after all and was on his way to Shiraz. Was there a spare bed available in my hotel room?
See? I knew I would bump in to him again during my Iran trip.
Michael wasn't the only person I bumped in to. A French/Swiss girl I'd met in Kashan and Esfahan was staying in the hotel next door, the Belarussians send me a text message that they had arrived in Shiraz and there was also a Dutch guy I'd been in touch with who had arrived here. And everybody was planning to visit the ancient city of Persepolis tomorrow and was looking at sharing transportation. I spent my afternoon searching for cheap transportation for 7 people, but in the end decided it was better if everybody arranged for their transport separately, since a single van which could seat 7 was more expensive than two taxis.
When Michael arrived we went out for a bite to eat in an uninspiring restaurant in the main street of Shiraz.
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