Chaos in the stepped village of Masouleh

The small detail which we didn’t take in consideration was the fact that half of Iran was also heading to the village!!! Since it was a long weekend because of Eid, lots of Iranian families had the same destination we did.

For the Portuguese reading, imagine you are trying to visit Obidos while they have the Medieval Festival, the Chocolate Festival and the Christmas Village all in the same day. On top of it, it’s raining and everything is getting super muddy. Got the picture? 🙂

Needless to say that the hotel that we were looking into staying was full, but we still managed to get accommodation in a small guesthouse – for lack of a better word, I will call it ‘rustic’.

The village was super crowded and all you could see was people moving from one place to the other, checking out the small stores of the Main Street mini bazaar and stopping for tea or food in one of the terraces ‘cafes’. Or taking professional photos in traditional village garments – it was absolutely hilarious to see the amount of people who were actually doing it.

Once we settled in our ground floor loft (eheheh) we decided to just mingle and have some tea, taking it all in.

Fortunately the next morning the town was a bit quieter, so we were able to enjoy it properly, before everyone woke up… We walked once again through the streets and the house roofs – one of the cool things about this village is that each roof becomes the street of the row above of houses, and got ourselves some ‘home made’ breakfast by getting some fresh bread straight from the bakery and fresh Iranian cheese from the grocery store.

Later on it was time to leave and head to Tabriz, our last destination in Iran before crossing the border to Armenia.