Waiting for Silence in Shiraz

I stood in the Nasir-ol-molk Mosque, camera in hand, watching the crowds drift through the stained glass. Every photo I’d seen made this place look empty—like you could just walk in and have the light to yourself. That’s a lie. I waited an hour, leaning against cold tile, listening to footsteps echo off centuries-old walls. When the last group finally left, I snapped a photo. It’s beautiful, but the quiet I wanted never really came. Sometimes you chase a moment, and when you get it, you realize you’re still just a visitor, standing in someone else’s story. #TravelExpectations #UnfilteredJourneys #HonestTravel #Travel