Early this new solar year in Iran we decided to make our holidays up in the mountain where Fateme works as a teacher in a village school. We packed our sack to hit the roads.
Langroud to Lahijan, Lahijan to Siahkal, Siahkal to Deylaman and from there to the village called Jalise, where I had been once before and had seen many beautiful scenes full of never ending natural beauty.
Half of the way was ok, though it was 13th of Farvardin( April 2nd 2007) and the roads were heavy with traffic made by the crowds of people enjoying their last days of vacations in the most beautiful parts of Iran's northern cities. There was sun in the sky in Langroud but the weather turned to wet by the time we reached Siahkal town! There were only some miles between Langroud and Siahkal but the climatic conditions were quite different!
The cabbie hit the road and the green journey began! We just reached 2000 meters above the sea level that the cold weather turned the drops of rain into flakes of snow! I actually couldn't believe the scene! More than 10cm snow was on the curb side! Cars couldn't drive with out chains!
All those snow made us stay in a local house for 24 hours.
The very next day the sun was the only empire of the sky!
We continued our journey to Jalise, somehow 3 or 4 thousand meters above the sea level.
Residents of Jalise are not so friendly and as I've realized a little bit more than curious about the strangers who pass the muddy passages of the small village. The nearest neighboring village is half an hour away. The village has around 100 households or less. Families have more than 5 children at least!
Fateme teaches mathematics in the only secondary school of the village! Students aren't good looking in their cloths but have innocent beautiful faces. Their main activity of the villagers is shepherding and working on the farms. One can feel poverty in their eyes or the odor they emit! Life gets it hard on them and half of the year it is cold. It is spring but here on the peak of one of the many mountains of the Alborz chain I can feel what cold weather means though the sun had melted all the snow on the ground!
We had started our journey a few days ago from Tehran in just a T-shirt and ended here in Pullover! I'll write more on that village again….
Langroud to Lahijan, Lahijan to Siahkal, Siahkal to Deylaman and from there to the village called Jalise, where I had been once before and had seen many beautiful scenes full of never ending natural beauty.
Half of the way was ok, though it was 13th of Farvardin( April 2nd 2007) and the roads were heavy with traffic made by the crowds of people enjoying their last days of vacations in the most beautiful parts of Iran's northern cities. There was sun in the sky in Langroud but the weather turned to wet by the time we reached Siahkal town! There were only some miles between Langroud and Siahkal but the climatic conditions were quite different!
The cabbie hit the road and the green journey began! We just reached 2000 meters above the sea level that the cold weather turned the drops of rain into flakes of snow! I actually couldn't believe the scene! More than 10cm snow was on the curb side! Cars couldn't drive with out chains!
All those snow made us stay in a local house for 24 hours.
The very next day the sun was the only empire of the sky!
We continued our journey to Jalise, somehow 3 or 4 thousand meters above the sea level.
Residents of Jalise are not so friendly and as I've realized a little bit more than curious about the strangers who pass the muddy passages of the small village. The nearest neighboring village is half an hour away. The village has around 100 households or less. Families have more than 5 children at least!
Fateme teaches mathematics in the only secondary school of the village! Students aren't good looking in their cloths but have innocent beautiful faces. Their main activity of the villagers is shepherding and working on the farms. One can feel poverty in their eyes or the odor they emit! Life gets it hard on them and half of the year it is cold. It is spring but here on the peak of one of the many mountains of the Alborz chain I can feel what cold weather means though the sun had melted all the snow on the ground!
We had started our journey a few days ago from Tehran in just a T-shirt and ended here in Pullover! I'll write more on that village again….
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