Iran Travel Photography | Exploring Tehran Through the Lens
- Bobak Radbin
- Mar 11, 2017
- 2 min read
Just a few weeks ago, I returned from an unforgettable seven-week journey through Iran — a trip that blended nostalgia, friendship, and discovery in the most meaningful ways. From Tehran to Kashan, Abyaneh to Esfahan, and Shiraz, every stop offered a new glimpse into the country’s rich tapestry of history, art, and life.
Rediscovering My Roots
My adventure began in Tehran, the bustling capital nestled beneath the snow-capped Alborz Mountains. It had been nearly a decade since I last set foot in Iran, and this trip was my first opportunity to see the places that once lived only in family stories and childhood memories.
Landing at Imam Khomeini International Airport, I was greeted by my childhood friend Alireza. Driving through the familiar streets, I was instantly flooded with memories of my youth — especially of long afternoons at Park Gheytarieh, where the smell of roasted corn and laughter of families still fill the air.
Capturing Tehran’s Spirit
As a photographer, I was captivated by the rhythm of the city — from the busy Grand Bazaar echoing with the sound of vendors and sizzling kabobs to the quiet grandeur of Golestan Palace, its mirrored walls reflecting centuries of Persian artistry. Each frame I captured felt like a love letter to my roots — vibrant, layered, and timeless.
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The Beauty in Everyday Life
Tehran’s beauty isn’t just in its palaces or markets — it’s in its people. From the tea vendors who smiled at my camera to the families strolling under plane trees at dusk, I felt the same warmth and resilience that define Iranian culture. Even the contrast of Tajrish Bazaar’s chaotic energy against the peaceful Dizin Ski Resort painted a portrait of a city that’s constantly balancing tradition and modernity.
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As I reflect on my time in Tehran, gratitude is the word that comes to mind. Gratitude for the friends who welcomed me like family, for the chance to reconnect with my heritage, and for the reminder that home is not a place — it’s a feeling.
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