Day #10 Thursday, May 7, 2015 - Isfahan City Tour Today I've been contemplating the nature of experience. I had the best time in Iran when I came last time. This place is still special, but I know that it was the people who made it so important to me. It was Jim, Abdi, Julie and Joan. It was a moment in my life when I most needed to meet these people. But I'm not in that place anymore. I've traveled, seen new things since then. I've changed most of the rest of my life. I'm no longer married, I have a challenging new job, and I'm coming out of the end of four painful years. I'm probably more "me" than I've ever been. Isfahan won't be easy, but it is also time to get through it. The Masjed-e Jame has parts that date back to the 10th century. The unassuming entrance hides beauty and grace and hidden pockets of wonderfulness inside. This is the oldest part of the mosque, when in the 10th century, a small mosque was first built
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