4 days in Tehran - Iran
|Looking at it now still evokes surreal feelings.|
|The Boeing 747-300|
My meal on board en route to Tehran.
|The landscape on my way to my hotel.|
|Locally manufactured cars like this is commonplace.|
This would become a recurring thought in my head over the next 4 days.
|These shoes belonged to a taxi driver's daughter. It was in the back of teh car.|
|A fruit seller whose dignity overwhelmed me.|
|Untitled. Struggling with words.|
|A park about 20 minutes from my hotel.|
|Memories of childhood in a plastic bucket.|
|The faces. The voices. The eyes.|