Then it was on to the former governor’s house and learned about Wind Towers. 
And then, another Jame Mosque… we escaped from the group and walked around town on our own.
We caught the bus and headed to the restaurant from last night.
* We separated the group into “Knowledge Peacock” (the ones that always want to challenge the guide and show how much they know) and the “Belt Notchers, a.k.a. “Been There”.
* Courtship: The girl sends a pumpkin to the guy to say “No”
On the road to Taft, a Zoroastrian village.
We saw “Ahura Mazda” in their original fire temple and managed to walk away with their wood carving for a donation of $10.00. It needs a little work and a replacement leg….
Sunset at the Zoroastrian “Towers of Silence” – we climbed to the top. 
The Zoroastrians, believing in the purity of the elements, would not bury their dead- they believe it pollutes the earth; and would not cremate their dead- they believe it pollutes the air, so they left their bodies at the top of their “Towers of Silence”. The local priest watches over the body as the vultures devour the flesh. If the vulture eats the right eye first, you’ll go to paradise, the left eye, to hell.
We climbed down to share tea with a local guy and his donkey and watched the local kids try to get their motorcycles to the top of the hill.
As part of the “Kebab free Iran” program, we ordered fried fish. It arrived, uneatable. As we were stuffing our fish into our dinner napkins for cat food, Edgar projectile vomited at the table. We escaped in the confusion with our cat treats. Outside, we found a cat and tossed it a piece. Immediately, the bushes rustled and 30+ cats, obviously well fed from the remains from the restaurant surrounded us.
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