The Tehran weather has been more or less excellent despite the pollution and yes the unbearable and awful heavy traffic. But in the past couple of weeks it has been so hot that we have turned all the coolers on. We did have one of the best springs for a long time which included a lot of rainy and windy days which are always welcomed by many, however now it is warm if not hot most days. We were lucky to have had our cooler serviced on time and it makes being indoors more pleasant and may help to cool everyone down.
We have witnessed several instances of road rage recently, day and night, two within a few minutes. There seems to be a lot of tension in the city. Inflation is high, unemployment is high and those of us who are lucky to have a job have the lurking fear of losing it. The talk of the town of course is the forthcoming presidential election, and the choice between four candidates (Mr Ahmadinejad, Mr Mousavi, Mr Karroubi and Mr Rezai). It is for sure an election to watch and follow especially with all the enthusiasm that Mr Mousavi has brought about among the students, technocrats, many women, and professionals. Some people are extremely eager and some others say that they will only vote in the second round, and when we ask why they say that the election is bound to go to the second round and then they will vote for whoever stands against the current president and his policies in the past 4 years.
I was in the centre of Tehran on the day that the candidates were announced and there were many posters of Mr Mousavi in the center and up town and Mr Karroubi's poster in lesser numbers in and near the bazaar but it is still early days and many things can happen. Now the posters and banners are everywhere of the four candidates. One cannot miss the green ribbons that Mr Mousavi's supporters are wearing everywhere. My own vote will go to Mr Karroubi whom I believe with his team is more able to bring the necessary changes the country badly needs.
As many of you know I have a great sense of nostalgia for many things that I used to do and places that I used to go when I was younger. One day last week I went to work very early and by lunchtime I had finished my work. Paul who had been to his dentist joined me and we were heading home when I said how much I had been wanting to go to Darakeh and suggested we went there for lunch. It was a lovely warm spring day and the air was clean (for Tehran), the sun was high and even the traffic was bearable. So we headed toward Velenjak, passed Daneshjou square and headed towards Darakeh, I parked the car far away in the shade and we walked to the square in the heart of Darakeh. >From here there is the main path to the village and you can find many most interesting little alleys. It was so lovely and good to be back where many years ago I came to walk up the mountains on many early Thursday mornings or Wednesday evenings until well past midnight, enjoying the hiking, the good air and the interesting company when we would stop for breakfast, lunch or dinner as it might be.
This time even though we were not wearing proper walking shoes we walked to the first spot passing the springs while chatting to each other and listening to the birds singing as a touch of sun lurked behind the shade of a tree or a branch on the rocks or rough track. We passed many small groups of young and not so young men and women, some of whom had brought their sorfrehs and were enjoying the fresh clean air by the river, with a picnic and tea. We walked back before my sense of nostalgia was overwhelmed by the state of my knees and my unsuitable shoes. We had some lunch at the Safa restaurant, one of the main restaurants, where we enjoyed the kebab and abghosht along with their hospitality while listening to the sound of the river.
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