When I first landed in Tehran, I never imagined how varied Iran’s nature could be.

#hellohalloween When I first landed in Tehran, I never imagined how varied Iran’s nature could be. A few hours north, I was surrounded by emerald forests and misty mountains near Mazandaran. Days later, I stood in Yazd, where the desert wind sculpted endless dunes under a fiery sunset. In Shiraz, gardens bloomed with roses and orange blossoms, their scent filling the air like poetry. The Caspian coast felt like another world — humid, green, and alive. Iran’s landscapes shift faster than your journey does; every road leads to a new climate, a new feeling, a new rhythm of life.