{"id":508,"date":"2019-05-09T07:59:47","date_gmt":"2019-05-09T07:59:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.anubhavvacations.in\/blog\/?p=508"},"modified":"2019-05-30T06:08:11","modified_gmt":"2019-05-30T06:08:11","slug":"yazd-day-and-night","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.anubhavvacations.in\/blog\/yazd-day-and-night\/","title":{"rendered":"Yazd Day and Night"},"content":{"rendered":"

In some towns, the streets are so lively that they speak a different language than its people. The scents and sounds mix with the visuals to create a 3 D effect. If Hanoi, Vietnam has been the most sounding city that I have been to, then Yazd has to be the most silent one. In old town Yazd however the silence speaks through its walls, and when I hear the sound of my own footsteps in the cool desert air, I feel like going on and on, be it day or night.<\/p>\n

I entered Yazd to a very different view than that I had in my mind. I had seen and read about the city and the images that welcomed me to it were of mostly glitzy streets and wide roads. When I spoke to the guide, he mentioned \u2018this all happened 5 years ago, the real Yazd is not here’.<\/p>\n

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Mosque of Old Yazd<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I was keen to find the real Yazd, but it was not until the next afternoon, when I suddenly found myself with my group, entering the maze of old Yazd. At first, I was a little irritated at my guide to take us through this just to kill time, but soon something happened. People stopped talking and we could only hear our footsteps in the afternoon sun, which hid behind the mosque minaret. I realized I was already in the real Yazd.<\/p>\n

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