We left Varzaneh at around 12 in a shared taxi with Philip to Naein since there were no buses in Varzaneh. The taxi driver stopped in Naein and dropped Richard and myself off at the police station, he said that all busses must stop there so it would be easy to get a ride to Yazd. 




Not even a minute had passed when a bus stopped and we ask if they were going to Yazd, he said yes, and told us the price would be 80,000rials (~$2) so we put our backpacks in and went into the VIP bus. An hour or so later the bus stopped and said “Yazd” and they asked us to get off. I was a little confused since my map said we were still 27kms away from the city center. 

We had no choice so we got off and of course taxi drivers came and tried to get us to get on the taxi. We decided to hitch hike so we walked past the intersection to make sure to get a car that would go straight to Yazd! 

Richard put his thumb up and almost immediately a guy in a pick up truck stopped and we got on the back of the truck.

All squeezed in the truck!

 It was really funny because I was tracking our route on my phone and they guy was taking the back roads that seem to be leading to the airport so I was kind of confused and told Richard that we should tell him but Richard pretty much told me to go with the flow and see where we ended up. After 10 minutes or so the guy stopped and talked to us in Persian and we had no idea what he was saying! We then understood that he wanted to tell us to get to the front of the car because Yazd had video cameras and he could get a ticket for having us in the back. Quickly Richard and I squeezed in the front and after another 20 minutes we were dropped off in the center of town!!!

We were walking towards the ancient city in search of a hostel when a local looked up from his notebook and said “Hello, where are you from?” and Richard answered “Germany!” and the guy’s face lit up! He told us he was learning german and he needed some help with his homework and asked if we had time to help. We couldn’t pass this opportunity so for about 20 or so minutes we stood there with this random Iranian guy learning german. It was so cool! And I think Richard was really excited about it. These kind of experiences are making my trip in Iran ever more awesome than expected! It is amazing to see how open they are to other cultures and how they are invested in learning about other cultures and even languages! Iran is definitely a place like no other!

After a German lesson (I think I even learned a little) we kept walking so we could find a hostel and ended up in front of Jameh Mosque, a BEAUTIFUL mosque! 

A woman wearing a chador doing her prayers

What an amazing roof!!!!

Yazd so far looks like the most beautiful town, mosques and tiled buildings all around. Once near the mosque we decided to follow the signs on the city walls for Kalout hostel. 




The hostel has been running for only 2 ½ months and it’s really nice, we decided to stay in the dorm with thin mattresses on the floor but really nice. The courtyard was super charming and inviting. Great choice!

Night time entertainment!

We quickly dropped our bags off and set to explore. We first stopped by the mosque and then walked along the many brown alleys of the city. At one point I looked up and saw Phillip on a roof top and I asked him how to get there; the entrance was through a carpet wholesale store!

The view of sunset from the roof was just beyond words… SO SO SO BEAUTIFUL!!!

During our stay in Yazd we saw 3 sunsets, my favorite view was from the Art Cafe! In order to go to the platform the Art Cafe charges 1Euro per person, Richard thought it was a tourist trap, I thought it was worth it and that it is only a tourist trap if they trick you into it; the Art Cafe had a sign about it and one could chose to walk up to the platform or stay down and don't pay.

The next day I woke up extra early to go up to the hostel’s roof and watch sunrise. Unfortunately sunrise didn’t quite happen because of the heavy fog. I thought about going back to sleep but then I decided to go out and do some people watching instead.

Yazd is simply beautiful but we were staying in what seemed like the touristy area where the walls around town have been plastered and made smooth to look beautiful; in my opinion it has lost a little bit of its authenticity. I got out of the touristy part of town and walked around the city looking at the people walking to the many mosques, and taking in all that Yazd had to offer. Of course I tried to take as many people pictures as I could and capture the beauty of the Irani lifestyle.

She got some skills... holding her chador and a massive bag on her head!

The news stand in Yazd... Guess who is getting a dirty look?

Walking to the mosque.

Walking down the main road

Carpet store

The Iranian way of carrying fresh bread... uncovered with one hand!

Lady with a chador

6am... empty streets!

At one point I stopped at the beautiful Amir Charhmaq square and took some pictures. I am trying to take better pictures and play a little more with the manual settings of the camera so it has been taking me a while to take a shot. In the square I stopped for a long time in front of the mosque taking pictures. Once I finished with one picture I moved back and almost hit a military guy who, I guess, was coming my way. After moving a couple of steps back I kept concentrating on my picture taking when all of a sudden I felt a hand grabbing my butt!!!!!! I jumped and saw the military man, he kept walking, I walked towards him and started hitting him and screaming at him to never touch a woman! I was beyond furious!!!!! Why would anybody do that?!?! Why is my body an object for men to touch? That was not right and as a women I had to stand up for myself, even if that meant hitting the man and screaming bad words at him! I am a very passive person but I felt my anger rising up in me, I just couldn’t believe that somebody would so bluntly just completely grab my body parts!! I returned to the hostel feeling angry and totally disrespected and immediately told Richard what had happened and it felt good to know that somebody had my back.

A super big crowd of women wearing chadors ready to pray.

The square at night

After enjoying a nice breakfast in our hostel we headed to the tower of silence.

A typical Iranian breakfast

We didn’t know how to get there so we went on the street and we found the german learning guy and he wrote “tower of silence” in farsi and gave us directions for the bus. While trying to figure out directions we talked to an indian guy and he offered to drive us closer and then just take a bus and so we did. Two busses later we arrived to the  Tower of Silence. 

I see Richard!

Richard all the way in the top

We climbed up and down the mountains for at least an hour and a half and the view from the tops was just amazing. We could see the desert all around and how big Yazd is.

We then took another 2 busses back into town and went on a free walking tour that was very very very boring!

The last day in Yazd was another busy one. Once again I decided to wake up early and go explore the city before my friend Marcos met us in Yazd and explored the city with him.

This time I ended up in Dowlat Abad Garden. I was impressed by its tall and beautiful stain-glass window and the over size wind tower. 

I loved walking the streets of Yazd, although they were very narrow and one would think that they were pedestrian only, cars could go through and when they did one had to squeeze in between the car and the wall or find an opening to hide while the car went through. As I walked the streets I fell in love with all the arches and the beautiful architecture of the city.

Beaitiful roof

Careful, car coming!

loved the doors

The fire temple!.. don't go there! haha

Another beautiful mosque.

The bazaar's alley

Loved the doors!

While in Yazd we made some friends and my favorite was meeting 2 Iranian high school girls and we were able to talk about our cultures and was interesting to hear their perspective on the world and how they perceive America. We really had a lovely evening :)


I just loved loved loved Yazd! So many beautiful mosques and beautiful people. Now off to another part of Iran!