![]() ![]() ![]() On all sides, mountains of red, purple, yellow and blue explode into the sky like impossible rocky mushrooms.īands of colour zig and zag in impossible patterns, local fishermen pull in their catch of the day as the sun bounces low over the water, sizzling sands beginning to cool as the heat of the day recedes. It is the single most exhilarating drive of my life. We hit the road, red dust spewing into the air as we leave the small town and head out into the sun-scorched, rainbow landscapes of Hormuz. ![]() It is pimped out, we jump in and he smiles at me, speaking very little English, as I point at my map, showing him the place I think I want to go. The roads are red, unpaved, similar to something out of Mad Max (the greatest movie of all time), and our new friend, Hajji, leads us to his vehicle. Soon, a local Hormuz man approaches and asks me and Nina if we need a ride.
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