When you reach the Border Panorama, the wind first enters your ears, then your heart. As you walk in the shadow of towering rocks, your gaze is drawn to the sharp horizon against the soft light.
As you read the layers of history on the panels around Julfa, you pick out the distant ruins of the Julfa Bridge. Where the stones fall silent, narratives speak: your guide’s voice anchors the landscape in a calm rhythm.
As you pause at this point, the solemnity of the place speaks to you in measured tones. Your guide knows when to take a photo, and your respect for the rules maintains trust and flow.
As the road turns towards Sirab, the air becomes fresher and a cool breeze accompanies your steps. At the spring, glasses are filled with mineral water, which has metallic and salty notes that create a subtle sensation on the palate, balanced by the second sip.
During your lunch break, the aroma of the barbecue at the Araz restaurant wafts over to your table. The juicy texture of the local grilled food harmonises with fresh herbs and crispy bread, and the plates are cleared away silently while you continue your conversation.
On the way back, the light takes on purple and amber hues and the pace of the road slows. The memory of the stone, the freshness of the water and the gentle guidance linger in your mind as you quietly close the door on the day, content in the knowledge that you have left the final decision on photography to the guide.
