Our plan works: We can take the first ferry early in the morning. We bump onto the ship without a long queue. Some families have the same plan, but it's cosy and quiet. During the short ferry crossing, Gerd paces around the ferry, striking up conversations here and there. I make myself a coffee first, I need to boot up my system.
When it finally starts, there is a knock on our window: "Here, my mum has baked this sweet herself, please accept it as a gift!" Mum is beaming, unfortunately she doesn't speak English. But we all understand the language of smiles and hearts. Mamnoun, thank you, again and again.
As we drive along the coastal roads, we snack on these sweets: a mixture of cassava, spaghetti and baklava. And what can I say? It was delicious. Unfortunately, we can't remember the name, but we will remember this little encounter forever.
On the way, we stroll through a small town whose name we no longer remember. But we will remember the many colourful flower-filled alleyways for a long time to come. And the restaurant with its super-duper delicious Arabic cuisine.
We park our home office vehicle for the next two days in a quiet spot, somewhere near one of the countless playgrounds. Not much happens here, I go for a little walk to get a feel for the neighbourhood. After all, we want to sleep here in peace and quiet, and you need to know what's going on around you.
We feel good, a hiker gives us fresh oranges. A good spot. Beautiful turtles swim in the water. But the evening is exhausting: the young people from the neighbouring village have chosen the sandy track between the sea and us as their motorbike wheelie practice track, and unfortunately they do this all night long. Early in the morning at 5 a.m., there's still a rattling noise outside our door, our nerves are frayed after a sleepless night, we get dressed and drive a few kilometres further, it's really quiet there. A few families have a picnic, I have tea with a family while Gerd has one business call after another.
The peace and routine is good for us, we go to sleep early and wake up late, slowly recovering from Nowruz in Qeshm.
After work, around 5 o'clock, we pack up and want to drive a bit more towards the sunset. The route is known for its beautiful mountains and also for the incredibly huge gas works. Of course, we don't take any photos here, but wonder why so much gas is being flared. While Gerd steers our Felix into the sunset again and again, I do a bit of research and read out my findings.
And then it happens: We find a café. A real café, with tables and chairs. With a menu and the most beautiful view of a romantic sunset. Who would have thought it! It's great that our wishes come true after all.
Here we meet two couples from Tehran who, for once, I speak to. I don't know why. Providence? But we invite them to join us. Later we will talk about them as friends, a beautiful bond has been formed here in this café.
We learn that one of the women has a birthday tomorrow. And as we are all sitting together, there will be cake, candles, real Italian espresso and the usual "Happy Birthday" tonight, albeit in Farsi.
We decide to spend the rest of the evening with them too, find a cosy spot by the sea, cook together and listen to both the sound of the sea and the Persian music from the neighbouring carpets. And even here we realise that we have met some wonderful people. Which will be confirmed later on our journey.
Merci for "travelling with us
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