My travels in Iran draw the most attention and the most questions when I talk about my recent trip following the Silk Road from China, through Central Asia and eventually all the way to London. What was it like to travel to Iran? Was it safe? Was I scared? What did I have to wear? These
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It was oh so quiet and still. Mud-brick walls rose high above me on either side to meet as arches high above. It was like the walls were enveloping me and I wondered if these adobe walls were absorbing all sound. In the distance the occasional shaft of pale light would cut through the shadows.