We stopped at a restaurant on the way there and spent some time by the sea. When we got to Rasht it was dark. We met Jalil on the street and spent some time with him. He is an exact copy of Mansour my cousin who was killed in a car accident. Farshad insisted that we meet his friend. He was sure that this guy was going to invite us to dinner and also provide lodging for us at a luxury resort. We ended up walking in the street a little bit and he took us to his "office" and had his poor servant get some fruit and tea for us. Farshad had quite an egg on his face. We ended up searching for a hotel and after a couple of stops rented a room at a seaside motel. We woke up the next day and headed back to Tehran.
More to come....