Day 10. Isfahan to Karshan

 It’s about 2pm and we’ve just arrived in Karshan…a dusty high desert city of 400,000 or so. It was a 2 hour drive from Isfahan and we made a couple of stops on the way.

The first was another mosque…💤…no pics.

The second )stop was the village of Abyendah. It was about 20 minutes off the main road and was pretty cute. They style themselves as an historic village (2500 years old…their dress is a little different and the architecture unique.






Another rest period at our new hotel and then off to...another mosque...then a palace and garden...y'know these kinda places are nice, and if you lived in Karshan you'd probably go there with your family or with your gf on a date...but honestly they're not world class tourist sites and visiting every one of them is getting a bit tedious.

Then we were off to the Grand Bazaar...after a few minutes of walking around in what seems like an endless 1970s 14 Street collection of cheap toys, clothes and household goods, I decided that I was bazaared-out and requested an end to this activity.
Tomorrow is out last day so I'll take this opportunity to talk a little bit about my travel companions and the guide. The two women I've been traveling with have been easy travel partners. Everyone has done their best to accommodate each other's needs and interests and there has been a total absence of snarky behavior. While we might not have chosen each other as travel companions I think we've enjoyed one another's company.
Our guide, Reza, is a 31 year old Iranian. Originally trained as an engineer he found himself tour guiding and has been doing it for seven or so years. He's very charming and his English is quite good. Since he has his own car and our group is so small, he has doubled as both guide and driver. He has been knowledgable, very open with his feelings and point of view and eager to please. It is hard to imagine that we could have had a better guide than Reza.

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