Women in Tehran
“And she too?” The taxi-driver chatting to Murph in the front of the cab barely inclined his head towards me, headscarfed and in the back with the kids. They continued their conversation about where we were from and where we lived. I seethed, the knot at the pit of my stomach curling ever tighter. Was Read the Rest…
What Does A Travelling Mom Look Like in Iran
“Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me!” We spent my most recent 25-yet-again birthday in Esfahan last week. Murph reckons that this is the 20th birthday I’ve spent with him – how’s that for making a body feel old!! No matter, his observation prompted a conversation that lasted all day where we tried (and Read the Rest…
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