Short story long: How backpacking causes you a lot of trouble (and made my friends love Iran)
It was on my birthday two years ago in Kyrgyzstan. “Hi, helloo, eeeem hi!” I heard when I opened the gate to a bunch of people from Czech Republic. I held the door open and they kept coming, one, two, three, four and five, to the guesthouse I was currently volunteering at. I soon figured…