Picnic

Mehdi, Breakfast, Lada and Me.

Blue skies, sunshine and cool crisps air. A hearty breakfast of home made bread, feta cheese, veggies and of course tea. There's always a time and place for tea in Iran. That day, Mehdi drove us some 400kms in his trusty 25 year old Lada. I casually remarked that it was a Russian car and he corrected me, it was a car made in the USSR. The Lada served us faithfully and it was so well maintained that it would put many a younger cars to shame. I love travelling on the roads, the constantly changing landscape and long roads that seem to go on forever. Perhaps therein lies some form of escapism, that as long as there is no end in sight, there is always hope.

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