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I didn't think I would enjoy Iran as much as I did.
Don't get me wrong - I knew I would like it.
Unlike everywhere else I had ever traveled in this world, I never got to meet Mo's family and see where he grew up in those places. This place felt like home. I was welcomed beyond belief by both family + strangers.
So different, yet so similar.
When some people find out I was going to Iran/went to Iran, I didn't/don't expect them to know what the real Iran is like.
That's why I started this blog.
I feel it is so important to share my experiences. I want people to know about this country I fell in love with - to put it on the tourist map.
I never once felt scared. I felt safer walking down busy streets in Isfahan than on my own street. When people would ask where I was from, they were surprised + happy to welcome me to their country and just curious about me and my life in the USA.
Something we tend to forget is every village, town, country, place in this world is filled with people working hard and just trying to get by. The way they do it or the amount of money they are making greatly varies, but at the end of the day, we are all citizens of this world.
I am very thankful for my life in sunny California, but I am also very envious of Iran. There's something so special and so untouched about this nation.
I've been pretty privileged in being able to travel but I do have to say, Iran has been my favorite.
So much so, I am already planning my next trip back before the years end. :) I figure that I might as well go back, do the job I love and just sit next to mamanjoon all while earning a living and making the world a better place.
When some people find out I was going to Iran/went to Iran, I didn't/don't expect them to know what the real Iran is like.
That's why I started this blog.
I feel it is so important to share my experiences. I want people to know about this country I fell in love with - to put it on the tourist map.
I never once felt scared. I felt safer walking down busy streets in Isfahan than on my own street. When people would ask where I was from, they were surprised + happy to welcome me to their country and just curious about me and my life in the USA.
Something we tend to forget is every village, town, country, place in this world is filled with people working hard and just trying to get by. The way they do it or the amount of money they are making greatly varies, but at the end of the day, we are all citizens of this world.
I am very thankful for my life in sunny California, but I am also very envious of Iran. There's something so special and so untouched about this nation.
I've been pretty privileged in being able to travel but I do have to say, Iran has been my favorite.
So much so, I am already planning my next trip back before the years end. :) I figure that I might as well go back, do the job I love and just sit next to mamanjoon all while earning a living and making the world a better place.