It was late when we reached the Iranian border. We wished our driver
goodbye, we changed our money and we started walking towards Armenia.
Luckily, there was not much traffic, therefore we did not have to
wait for a long time neither to exit Iran not to enter Armenia.
However, we were the only ones passing the border on foot. This is my
last image of Iran: the five of us (and our big bags) crossing the
bridge over the river separating Iran and Armenia (the no man's
land), almost in the dark, while the last rays of sunshine coloured
the sourrounding mountains red.
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