Since my host had a week off from his Farsi course, and I had to wait for my visa for Turkmenistan, we went on a short trip to the South-West of Iran with two girls from his Farsi institute. One of the ‘students’ of my hosts’ English lessons is a well connected businessman, who happily arranged hosts for us wherever we went.
As it turned out, this meant that our hosts would drag us around all day, from sight to sight (or things they thought to be a sight; among others we went to a chicken slaughterhouse where we got a lengthy explanation/demonstration how to behead a chicken properly) but also to all their friends, to show off their foreign guests (1 UK, 1 NL, 1 DE, 1 JP). It was fun, but travelling like this for a week was enough.
