Post Cards from Esfahan

April 13, 2011

Although I was born in Tehran and almost all my relatives are from there, I technically call my self “Esfahani” (from Esfahan). Most of my childhood years were lived in the imperial and glorious old town of Esfahan (Isfahan). The famous proverb. “Esfahan Nesf-e Jahan” (Esfahan is half of the world) is not too far fetched. Much of Esfahan’s historic district remains intact, largely due to responsible city planning. I love this place, its people and the sweet accent, its wide and picturesque bloulevards, its immaculate streets and glorious parks, its magnificent palaces and bridges, its stunning tile covered mosques and unique churches…

Recently, I once again walked the Esfahan of my childhood:

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1 Comment for this entry

  • PKK says:

    I’m jealous. Looks more beautiful than I remember. I guess, I can appreciate its magnificence more now….Simply breathtaking!

    We miss you.
    Your little sis and the girls

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