060 in Zanjan 18.9.2018

We got up „late”, that means after 7 and started to work. I try to keep my diary updated, at least on the PC. Some days, I only made keyword notes on my phone and now try to make a text and select the photos for upload. Nader wanted to stay one day longer, partly for recovering after that longest day of our common trip, partly I guess for making progress in translations as he got new jobs although he had announced to be on holidays.

Hadi came to invite us for “heavy breakfast”, that means goats head and feet, called Kalleh-Pacheh. You get all the muscles of the head and the brain and the feet that are surprisingly fat with nearly no meat.

Hadi has a home with garage and three cars but he wanted to go with us by bike. He showed us the way homem making a stop at a bike shop for Nader, where I was surprised to see a Harry Potter bike

but then left for an invitation for lunch. So, another writing/working session could start. Later, Hadi came with food and drinks for our lunch.

But soon after lunch, Hadi came in a certain hurry. We should leave to garden.

On the way, we came into a traffic jam of all those white cars and all those black clothed people who were about to mourn another day for that recently killed relative of the prophet… (=Ashoura).
“Of course”, we got melon and tea again, and Hadi took something else, let’s call it medicine… Jamshid, who yesternight had transported our bikes was there and because of Ashoura we started a discussion about religion, especially Christianity and Islam. Jamshid told us that he lost his belief, aged 32 on his Hajj! He saw there too many hypocrites, liars etc.

It became dark and Hadi again had something in mind. After a ride that was a bit too fast for my taste, we arrived at the zinc factory.

He showed us around and at the porter’s we drank tea.
Then he brought us to a restaurant were we ate fried liver and guts (the guts will have to try harder to become my favourites!)
Hadi drove home to introduce his freshly married daughter to us. She was about to relocate to Istanbul and quite nervous.
After all of this I was too tired to do something with blog or photos and fell into “my” bed.