119 days: Ali Rezaei

Today I immersed myself in the vibrant maze of the Tabriz Bazaar, a place teeming with life and echoing with the sounds of daily commerce. The air was filled with the rich scent of spices and the warm, earthy aroma of fresh carpets. As I meandered through the narrow alleys, my eyes were treated to a kaleidoscope of colors from finely woven fabrics and intricate silverware.

I met Ali Rezaei, a veteran carpet merchant whose family had been in the business for generations. Ali's shop was a cave of history, each rug telling a different tale of journeys along the Silk Road. He told stories of his grandfather, who traveled far to find the finest patterns and weaves. Our conversation revealed the depth of Persian culture, steeped in tradition and pride. Ali's passion for his craft was contagious, and his keen eyes missed nothing, pointing out the finest details in his rugs that told of nomadic tales and ancient craftsmanship.

Inspired, I sketched some of the patterns, capturing the essence of a culture that thrives on its historical riches. Ali's gift of a small hand-woven camel bag as a keepsake was a touching gesture that embodied the warm hospitality of the Iranian people. Today wasn't just about exploring a new place, it was about connecting with stories that travel through time. My evening ends with cups of strong, aromatic tea, reflecting on the intricate beauty that is Iran.